Best Gulags Poems
Oh JerusalemRemember
Israel of three thousand years
expulsed at times
enslaved by the Romans
gassed by Europe
persecuted by Saudi-Arabia
murdered by Iran and Iraq
shackled by Egypt
attacked by Jordan
robbed by Syria
sold out by the UK
bombed by the IRA
slandered with spit by Turkish terrorists
sent to the Siberian gulags in Russia
comrades they are not
evicted...
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Categories:
gulags, allah, bible, god, gospel,
Form:
Free verse
Exclusive Birth RightsExclusive Birth Rights
I am German and guilty as charged by history and evil parental culpability
privileged by life and proxy thus I refuse to forget ancestral perpetration
though I propose without any diminution that systematic genocide is not extinct
Armenia and Stalin’s Gulags Bosnia Rwanda Cambodia and Christians...
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Categories:
gulags, humanity, , memorial,
Form:
Free verse
Fools Allow Fools To RuleDoes humanity ever change?
He deceives the people; claims he is a king.
Hang him on a cross would be just the thing.
They do not confess the truth of the church.
Burn them at the stake or worse.
Make them wear an arm band.
Then gas them throughout the land.
They...
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Categories:
gulags, america, political,
Form:
Free verse
Socialism KillsYoung people go marching, the boys and the girls,
thinking like we once did, they they’ll change the world.
They claim government can be the cure for our ills,
they seem to be forgetting that socialism kills.
Lenin and Stalin put twenty million souls down,
left them to rot in...
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Categories:
gulags, death, evil, history, horror,
Form:
Rhyme
The CaricatureThe Caricature
You like to label it as a nefarious empire
brought to power by an unpropitious circumstance
paint a picture of evil and malfeasance
blood soaked canvas is the final image
mass murderers, the greatest genocide
no good they have done, just vile and hate
inspired by...
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Categories:
gulags, history,
Form:
Free verse
I'M Moving To RussiaThat's it
I'm moving to Russia
to write with the kings
Dostoevsky and Tolstoy
to sit in the cafes
and watch the pretty blond
Russik girls
Cook hot in winter
and get kicked out for talking too much
and knowing too much
and loving too much
and believing in God too much
and I'll have to leave...
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Categories:
gulags, emotions, romantic,
Form:
Prose
RevolutionSo tell me
about injustice and hate
Shouting stop censorship
and the KKK
How America sells lies
and blood for oil
Killing Muslims
solely to colonize their soil
Did you forget
who begot who
About Gold, God, Glory
and slavery too
Kind of like Hitler
exterminating the Jews
The London Air Raids
and the apathy that pacifies you
So...
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Categories:
gulags, death, history, introspection, life,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
History Has No SideYou claim that you’re the future
and all should clear the way,
you say that older ideas now
can no longer have a place.
You think you’ve found a new path,
that you’re rising like the tide,
too blind to see from events past
that history has no side.
Islam once believed that...
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Categories:
gulags, history, how i feel,
Form:
Rhyme
You Can'T Be a Good Person, Part II see a hundred million dead,
their bodies buried in mass graves,
not because they committed crimes,
oh no, they just didn’t behave
the way some cruel ideologue
pronounced that all people should act,
when the new man couldn’t be made
the socialists would just attack.
Trying to change human nature,
failing as we...
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Categories:
gulags, america, character, evil, how
Form:
Rhyme
Wandering JudeaI watch the news incessantly,
in effect present by proxy and phone.
I anguish and languish,
waiting for the spheres of fire to roll fast and burn out
a safe distance from my paramour, my Lion of Judea.
I anticipate each day with worry and tears and...
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Categories:
gulags, conflict, evil, political, war,
Form:
Narrative
Lockdown Twins
Siamese twins.
New York and California.
Gulags, just for ya!
12/14/2020
Rhymed Senryu...
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Categories:
gulags, how i feel,
Form:
Senryu
Confess if I dareDare me to diagnose my condition?
I'm diagnosed with depression
Or rather does depression have me
Even the sad rain cries for me
Or do I cry because of rain
I’m bipolar type one
Or so I’ve been diagnosed
My depression tells me I’m two
Or is my mind a torrent of rain
I’m...
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Categories:
gulags, addiction, depression, father, identity,
Form:
Free verse
Party of LoveI say and say it again
Until I am red in the face
Foaming at the mouth
Peeing in my pants mad
That we are the party of love
And joy
And tolerance
And inclusion
And while we’re at it
Slavery, reeducation camps, censorship
And cancel culture.
If you do not agree
And submit and obey
You...
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Categories:
gulags, america, anger, political, society,
Form:
Free verse
Freedom, Made of Awesome, Part IIt seems far too many kids these days
mouth blind support for socialist ways,
some poisoned by teachers malign,
most just blind to lessons of time,
forgetting one hundred million dead,
poverty, gulags, and those who bled,
or not learning of these things at all,
thinking they answer ‘history’s call,’
worst still those...
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Categories:
gulags, america, freedom, how i
Form:
Rhyme
HereticGiordano Bruno looked up at night
Suggested stars were suns, not just points of light
Planets might circle those many suns
They might even have life, we might not be the only ones
The Church called his words a crime, not just a mistake
For this heresy, they burned...
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Categories:
gulags, freedom, history, humanity,
Form:
Lyric