Best Iron Curtain Poems

Winston Churchill- the Tailor
chose material, designed fashion

Franklin D Roosevelt- the Weaver
later wove success with Marshall magic

Joseph Stalin- the Color Master
painted the Curtain with blood of...

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On the twenty fourth of February in twenty twenty two
Russia invaded Ukraine and fierce fighting did ensue 
Vladimir Putin it seems, wants to restore the...

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The west went in guns blazing to help their fellow man
In Syria against the Islamic State and in Iraq and Afghanistan
They brought an end to...

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Between an unjust war or peace, which would you choose?
Ukraine had no choice so we must ensure they don't lose
Russian thugs invaded Ukraine to reinstate...

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Broken England
By Steven Cooke

My Brave ancestors of England,
Look away, for I offend thee.

For your England is no more.
Decay eats away at this fallen empire.
Your people...

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I'm writing this poem in the last days of 2018. The government of the United States is shut down in a fight over the building...

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When heaven is shut up, and there is no rain,
because they have sinned against thee; if they
pray toward this place, and confess thy name,
and turn...

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Figures of immense reputation and popularity they were
Attracting public attention and admiration in the pursuit of their great works
Leaving behind them a legacy of some...

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“I remember...” an old man said,
“When the first shot rang out,
When the rebels held their stead,
The British bullets flew about,
And through our ranks they sped.”
Though...

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DRAW A LINE
By: William S. Labtis

To draw a line there must be a justification
As to divide takes a distinction/ qualification from
Like a demarcation line -...

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Worlds collide in my throat 
as the galaxy of my heart is
torn asunder. Desperation lives 
in my eyes, sweet salty sweat 
pours down the avenging...

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Children of the iron curtain 

Stripped of God from birth, 

Crawling on a toothless wall - 

Question marks on compass. 

Chicks growing colored wings, 

Door...

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Vision is shadowy; I choke the steering wheel with knuckles turned white
the shifty roads are blanketed with fresh powder, day has fallen into night
a small...

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Memories
 become sand full of hourglasses. 
One thousand snowflakes are one thousand dead cats in the Hudson River.
 Memories hurt. 
They are Michael Schofield broken...

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A Rumble in the Jungle, a Thriller in Manila
Blue suede shoes, Elvis and Priscilla
Old blue eyes, the star of the show
Distant things. Oh so long...

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