Best Kaki Poems

I still feel that short embrace
Him turning for one last glance
The look on our mother’s face
Her knowing his fate of chance

What is this cruel affair...

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The vendor advertised his wares
Eliciting assorted stares.
For just six bucks (a price quite wacky),
You could buy some pants – in kaki!

English likely’s not his tongue
And...

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INSTEAD OF WAR
HISTORY IS A MYSTERY TO HUMANITY,
SOME KNOWN WITH AN EVIDENCE,
SOME UNKWOWN WITHOUT A TRACE,
PEOPLE EAGER TO KNOW WHY LIFE IS WHAT IT IS...

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The Green Man

Blue cap
Green shirt
Kaki trousers
And black shoes
Underneath
I don’t know
Could be green
His fave

He hefts the cap
He smile exposing
The milky teeth
The snowish teeth and 
The coalish...

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The air is thick with dust and flame, who started this? Who is to blame?
Shells and rockets rake the field yet neither side is like...

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Writing with a blue pen
Want to write
 but I don't know 
What words to use
In describing brutality
I bleed with a deep pain
From a seen of...

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Bloody civilians
Yes we are the bloody civilians
The ones that pays with it blood 
I wonder what you see 
When you see us 
Is obvious we...

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Marching,
Foots strangling every strand of grass,
Arms breaking through the wind,
Hands changed into fists,
Eye sockets only fixed on a skull,
A barricade of unseen lines demarcates each...

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"kill them before the end of this week," he said. 
She ignored his commandment. 
" put quicker killing poison  in their foods," 
He insisted.  
"Why?...

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compromise without benefit
we have been toiled upon
suppressed by the system
brutalities by the authorities
tortured by the men on black kaki
our words dont count 
our opinion is...

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praying 
am still praying 
yes tell the dead infant 
I don't know why 
it has to be so 
am still on my knees
it hurt me...

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another
another war is born 
again 
so another new infant
is about to die again
for another grief
to bleed to another 
innocent soul 

another rumours of war's
is out...

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The night that never die 
I wanted to write a love song 
But I remember the unforgettable night 
The dark long night of the youth
In...

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“Collection Kaki and school bag, collection Kaki and school bag”
These are the words echoing from the woman hustling on the street side. Mindless people passing...

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Sunset in the backstreets.
Coal and brick dust catches
small glimmers and sparks.

A cobbled together backyard
grows yet shorter shadows
a boy in kaki cloth
plays with a beat-up
red plastic...

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