Best Illegally Poems
This country United
one can clearly see
only blind hide in truth
Illegally a government seizes power
against the vote with a clear strike
Overthrowing moral grounds
At which point do we say enough
Their soul aim to enforce ill will
against good standing people
It's a mutiny against freedom of choice
using it to kill babies
Exploiting our democracy fact
You bloodless hounds without spines
are only in it for the money
Crawling vermin hidden underneath the table
Fighting for scraps sick agendas
I am a son of David from the clans of ulster
As state assets are freely given away
Without consent their should be a public outcry
Democratic Republic sits on the right side
All the left wing who will hang this nation
Out to dry as they rob ores
from underneath our feets destroying our land
with your greed creating poverty
Selling away our basic rights and commodities
sick reality without virtues
To gain their thirty pieces
We need to stand and defend our constitution
for our children's sake and their dowry
As they sign the pact
One which will weight
heavy on their souls as we are raped
continuesly of our sovereignty
Human rights ignored for no good reason
enough is enough I have a voice
any laws passed by this circus
Undemocraticly elected government
Is not backed or passed by the peoples choice
this needs to be called into order as a state
Crisis of emergency by the judges
They who stand for truth to address
Should judge according to the law laid down
Categories:
illegally, anger, betrayal, conflict, earth,
Form:
Ode
Exceptions disregard the rules
Like neither’s “i” and “e”
Or smokers who refuse to quit
And live to ninety-three.
Cops who park illegally
As if they were allowed
And those who pass the velvet ropes
That won’t admit the crowd.
Parents who refuse vaccines
For reasons none too clear
And A-list folk for whom a table
Seems to just appear.
There’s an expectation that
From rules, some will depart;
Exceptions, though, remind us that
What’s fair plays little part.
Categories:
illegally, life,
Form:
Rhyme
“ Where is the border?”
“ Well, not in El Paso, mam!”
Thee older men were crying in
their beer.
All were veterans with no legs.
They felt like crying soulful,
patriotic tears!
And rightly, so!
What did they fight for?
If not to keep us safe and free.
Instead, we now let anyone come in....illegally?
I am no political dope!
Any killer is allowed in now!
As long as thieves in DC get more dang votes!
They forgot thar our ancestors
came to this land fully legally.
For their dreams and blissful hope,
To bloom into reality!
6/30/2021
8:35 am
Categories:
illegally, america, inspiration, patriotic,
Form:
Verse
Proud brothers and sisters once
again having to defend The USA,
at its Southern Border. But, today,
unlike threats of the past, the invading
army are sick, hungry, destitute bands
of migrants – who have been tricked
into entering the Nation illegally. Tricked
by evil, Marxist tyrants, our Present
Administration, advocating for a far less
free Republic than that imagined by noble
and honorable predecessors. Will we let
these Texas Patriots stand alone?
Perhaps damning future American
generations, to the hellish fires of
Despotism.
Categories:
illegally, evil, introspection, judgement, patriotic,
Form:
Free verse
The hour of darkness covers many men.
They enter foreign soil illegally.
En mass invasion time and time again.
The problem is arithmetically
impossible to stop. Deportation
is just an empty word that represents
a losing battle across the nation.
Until we take a tougher stance, miscreants
below the border will invade the north
in droves. We must begin enforcing laws
to curb this exodus and thus set forth
our firm intentions: Stay away because
if caught your stay is brief my deportee
Su clase no se desea aquí!
Categories:
illegally, politicaltime,
Form:
Sonnet
Not advertising that flippant flick. I just want to know
where my blooming flivver is. It ruffles my feathers no
end to find out, when exiting the embassy,
that my buggy's whereabouts are a mystery.
I must meet Sherry 'cause her right toe
wants a sweet kiss. Did the camel tow
my car? That blasted mammal! Sherry's dear
foot can't wait! Please do not tell me the deer
took my buggy! That son of a Witch
would fine
me with a very pricey mulct which
isn't fine!
Not another loathsome tax
to put up with! Oh no, Lord, please!
I beg thou hearken to my pleas!
Now, let's come down to tin tacks.
I need my bloody car! A choice bass
cooked by Sherry awaits me. The crass
specimen who's got my car is so base,
and I'm so cross! The camel has a bass
voice that creeps me out! I do not want to
deal with him. I cannot even stomach two
secs the sight of the deer. He's ugly too.
II.
On returning to his flat, mad as a goat,
Ivo found on the door, the following note:
Dear Ivo,
I hereby inform you that your awfully and
illegally parked streetcar has been impounded.
Come pick it up at the City Hall and
bring cash with you for there's a fine. 8 hundred
clams.
Much love,
The Crane from Ukraine.
Blimey! That heartless crane! I won't give her a buck!
Now I know the ruffians weren't the camel and the buck.
Well, let's be fair, it wouldn't be cricket to pass the buck.
I didn't park properly. It's my fault. That's it. I will not buck
at the fine.
III.
I got my car back for free. How? l told the crane;
"I'm in a hurry to meet Sherry who needs me to canoodle
her feet. I'll have tonight for dinner a bass fish with noodles."
"If a foot massage like the ones I used to get in Ukraine.
you give me, I will be happy to call off the mulct." said she.
I pleased her feet very much. She loved it. Then we got some tea.
IV.
I'm on my way home to eat some bass,
with my beloved and awesome lass.
It's so nice to be able to dine
without having paid that gruesome fine.
Categories:
illegally, animal, bird, car, fish,
Form:
Burlesque
Here someone goes again, blowing smoke out their pipe.
Just going with the flow, using a common stereotype.
Here's a black man, I wonder how many kids he has on child support.
If he's late to a meeting, he's always a day late and dollar short.
There is a Mexican outside the Home Depot store,
he must be illegally looking to do a gardening chore.
If you see one Mexican go into a house, I swear,
inside you'll find at least forty people living there.
What's that over there, yellow skin, yep Hong Kong.
Better hide your cat unless you want to say so long.
I bet he could build me a robot if he tries.
Yeah they are all real smart, them oval eyes.
I see a man with a turban on his head, my final doom.
Better start running away now, before he goes boom.
We know he's got to be a terrorist,
see if he's on the most wanted list.
Who else is out there that I can bash?
Oh yeah, what about the white trash.
That gosh dang redneck hillbilly.
His brain is small just like his willy.
Everything mentioned above must be true.
So you must decide, what are you going to do?
Say something back and even up the score?
Or decide that words aren't worth going to war?
I think that if we just walk and go our separate way,
then the one speaking it, will have nothing left to say.
It is not worth your time to get mad over what you heard.
At the end of the day, it is still nothing but a word.
Categories:
illegally, life, people,
Form:
Rhyme
Majored in Social Anthropology -
Healdtown a significant influence
in his life .Not only was Mafeje an
influential academic, he was a man
of brilliance, intellect and insight.
His trials and tribulations were many. For example,
Archibald addressed a crowd which was ‘illegally gathered’,
and for that reason he was arrested. He did not despair.
A force in the fight against injustices and marginalisation.
A custodian of African heritage, awareness and identity.
A protector of the African identity, of African roots and rights;
Mafeje contributed to South Africa and its nationals. An ‘intellectual
pathfinder’ who played his role in enhancing the people of Africa’s
knowledge and self –worth. That which he bestowed, both on the scholarly
and political spheres was no mean feat. He shone in both scholastic and
insightful ways. A man of brilliance, intellect and insight. A focused pathfinder.
He laid the foundation for future African scholars embarking on a similar path of study. He also raised the benchmark in his field of study. A fountain of
knowledge and an author and researcher of repute.A focused pathfinder.
Categories:
illegally, courage, culture, dedication, education,
Form:
Free verse
South Africa xenophobic insanity
I have a shame to say I am South African now,
Look how barbaric is our fellow citizen are,
What a damage they have caused to our country’s image,
Image that one man spent 24 years in prison to create it,
They call it democracy, how it came they forget,
Dozens of our freedom fighters spent their life in exile,
What is exile we don’t even asked ourselves,
They spent their lives in outside countries illegally,
Fighting for this freedom,
They were treated with respect,
Treated with dignity,
And received any assistance in their endeavor ,
Endeavor to fight for this called SA,
Assisted by them we now call foreigners,
It takes foreign country for us to deliver the export,
It takes the foreign country for us to receive the import,
It takes the foreign country to boost our economy,
Whoever is a refuge must be treated with respect and dignity,
If you know how it feels like to starve, sleeping in cold, killed, suffrage and etc
For once put yourself in their stand,
They are people regardless of their status, legal or illegal,
Help them and love them the way you can,
If you are a human being in right mind,
Listen to their story how they landed in South Africa, their trip,
We are not sure if this democracy will last forever,
What if we starve in future and forced to become foreigners in their countries,
Or we need their assistance, financially or materially,
What about our businesses in their countries?
I believe anyone who is xenophobic is insane and need urgent mental evaluation.
Love your country and other countries as well,
Love foreigners, help foreigners like you will like to help your neighbor or relative,
I repeat the above lines a million times. Human must feel for human.
Categories:
illegally, africa, conflict, how i
Form:
Sonnet
The dilemma of life,
This dazzling snowfall,
The heavenly Humanity,
Reunites with the naked truth,
A bestowed brutal disaster,
Its newest dimension.
While the tortured and emaciated…
Gaze into the decayed,
the deaf human society,
Packs for a never-ending vacation,
And enjoys their full stomach.
And the Spirituality, remains mute.
An incurable disease, hidden beneath!
While the earth is scattered with dead souls…
And sacred red blood, falling as mothers tears,
The illegally ethical politicians,
Claims legitimacy in their acts.
And the true affected maternity, weeps.
Redemption, unknown.
Categories:
illegally, dark, irony,
Form:
Free verse
Nigeria! Nigeria!! my beloved Nigeria
How you've suffered, how you've been rendered barren and useless
A country full of milk and honey
A country rich in people, culture and traditions
Gone were those days when you were the pride of Africa
Gone were those days that you were regarded as the giant of Africa
Gone were those days of our founding fathers
Gone were those days of the likes of Amadu Bello, Nnamdi Azikiwe and Obafemi Awolowo
Gone were those days when we used to have elder statesmen
Gone were those days when we have people that would strive for your unity and integrity
What we are left with now are bunch of greedy and selfish politicians
What we are left with now are bunch of thieves
Those that illegally and unjustifiably stole their way into your heart and soul
Those that bribed and cheated their way into power
Those that are ready to suck and milk you dry and make you barren
Those that are ready to destroy the future of our great nation
Nigeria! Nigeria!! I weep for my beloved Nigeria.
Categories:
illegally, depression, political, sad, integrity,
Form:
Free verse
What's it sell.
Cheap answers, to deep questions
Hope for heaven, and fear of hell
Have morality forced, the mythology?
Divorced! Mob mentality, illegally coursed
Intoxicated fatality, humility, or worse.
An excuse, an explanation, recited, rehearsed.
All it takes is the right pathology
To corrupt the innocent ,
and deflower them first.
The old spider fly Analogy
Meets the old family curse.
end
~JRT July 9th, 2009
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Categories:
illegally, analogy, evil, freedom, religion,
Form:
Epyllion
IN MODERATION
By: William S. Labtis
Anything….taken
in excess is wrong!
Physically, morally or legally!
What may cause or uncaused you
Un-ending indigestion, detestation
protestation , exhaustion or exhumation!
After that condemnation…is a word of caution!
We may take it lightly or seriously
Everything of anything maybe precariously
Must be inconsideration always
To a safety-net should command
To seemingly good and blessedly
We must think twice and wisely
Look back for moderation as a demand.
Having dealt with in practice
Totally or wildly these earthly vices
Will surely become a backfire.
In any ground, workplace or perchance
Omit or commit, the end is indeed the measure
In battlefields, too much is an extreme
Nothing is lost than yourself alone.
Next, coming soon, live or let live
Everyday, every hour and every minute
Playfully, habitually, illegally or criminally
You may think the law dismiss or spare
What may be done uncommon or un-naturally
As the mean justify the end, automatically
As the best judgment…is moderation!
Partake and indulge
Why not! But have we considered
There are other lives who wanted to live
By themselves, with you ,however, never cared
So much we have taken advantaged of
Disheartened and engaged with and prejudiced
Nothing in exchange for moderation
The best of times.
May have leisurely come
Grasped handily, nevertheless, having done
Against the law of Heaven and man
Humanly physical. biological and environmental
and material
But you have gone so far so fatal
Forgot moderation which could have been
sweetly natural must prevail.
Categories:
illegally, life, prejudice,
Form:
Rhyme
Let's change India the way we need,
Let's make a Great India so that others praise our deeds;
Stop discrimination between the ruling and opponent one,
Time for us to have a new India born;
Our forefathers may not be happy with us,
Is it the same India they dreamed in their years?
Who say the Constitution follow equality,
Opportunity to source one,corrupt one who can sell their nationality;
Riches are more respected than who are honest,
The nature of numbness to injustice where resides the best;
Where corporate-politician nexus aim to make people poor,
Where religion is used as medium of income by money-makers;
A nation which was the country of trade,agriculture,traditions and culture,
A nation which is the country of poverty,corruption and nonsense vultures;
Is this the scenario viewed by Bhagat Singh,Bose,Azad and Patel?
Where judiciary and ordinances every now and then fails;
Is this the country shaped by Ashok and Akbar the Great?
Where mediocre s and appointed delegates compels the citizens to have their
works wait;
Complains are made by weaker,
Let we the complaint-makers rise up and work forever;
Work forever to make India economically stable,
Work forever to rise up India from poverty liner;
Educate India to bring new talents from everywhere,
Inspire India to innovate ventures for one-on-one fight with international level;
Make a secular India as religion never teaches bad things to us,
Religion's guidance make people not to be barbarous;
Stop the tears of ancestors who worked hard to make a good India,
Carry on their qualities and pass it with more good qualities to next India;
Celebrate Diwali to wish for presence of Goddess Laxmi in the family,
Wishing money and getting it illegally will be life of unsatisfactory and guilty;
Celebrate Dussehra wishing to have good nature,
Wishing a life of richness will bring a future filled with nothing but failure;
Start from today as it's now or never,
Imaging a Glorified India whose stories will be told forever.
Categories:
illegally, anger, cheer up, desire,
Form:
Rhyme
Journey To Freedom
I awake in the morning and
and see the stars and stripes in my head
I stare at the picture of the statute of the
grand lady hanging over my bed.
At night I see dreams of me coming over in a boat.
Tragedy strikes and bodies are afloat.
I walk through the underground tunnel in the cold,
from the land of the Aztec that has no more gold.
Sailing across with no visibility.
to the shores of humanity,
crossing over the sea on a raft of logs.
We are in Arizona hiding from the border patrol dogs.
I hide in the wheel compartment of the airplane.
Fearful and sweating I may never see life again.
I can see my dream coming true,
after reaching the land of the red, white and blue.
My quest for freedom is dangerously bold.
Once I get there I will love it I’m told.
Packed like sardines in a hot stuffy van.
No life in my country now I’m fooled by this man.
We are a secret living invisible among the free
in a country with so many liberties
I will sacrifice my life, even live illegally,
to give a better life to my family.
I walk through the California mountains.
I come by the Florida coast.
Proud to be here, but I cannot boast.
I come from a place of a thousand sands
with forced religion and marriage plans.
I am from a land with permanent cast
No matter how far I get I will always be last.
I come from a land where citizens have no voice.
Children solders have no choice.
In the country of the sun, diamonds rules the mind of men.
Citizens fighting wars they will never win.
We risk everything to have a better life,
to be in the land of opportunity
to taste that sweet liberty.
Categories:
illegally, freedom,
Form:
Light Verse