Best Landless Poems

Cattle rolled tracks
Straw sacks
Migrants rode lonely
Lonesome rhythm in sound
Landless –...

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She watched the towers fall to earth that pristine, young fall morn.
She saw the skies so clear and blue and then the clear was gone.
As horror filled her inner soul; her heart and mind were lead.
The towers crumbled one by one . . and everyone...

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“ the problem with Equality is that we desire it only with our superiors”


“Equal were all and happy they all were,
Deceits and falsehoods were unheard of there,
Free from all illness, cares and infant deaths
No one came to harm and none spoke untruths”

This was what obtained...

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The roaring gun that knew no owners
The ghost incarnated in a metal 
groaning in the Pearl of Africa
Terminating the blood f cattle keepers
Hurtling the flesh of land tillers 
Tormenting landless hunters
Scaring away lions of Mburo
And leaving Mbarara homeless 

Samba Samba
The gun of a dictator
The gun...

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Part Three

  ...swishing away with your sunshrivelled burgundy knotty arms with broad disdainful harvesting sweeps the cobras come out to water in the sweltering heat by the thatched fly-buzzed hole

your low under-the-breath warning tones a reminder of the will of your self-inflicted charge
you never...

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Now that I have gotten that over with,
Being straightforward as a piss-ant on fire,
Telling you it just is what it is,
That behind all the frizz,
Is a beardless fake whose heraldic bearings
Are the arms of a sickly snake,
And that all this derogatory self-derision is decisively the...

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Limerick: No Cossacks charge down Arc de Triomphe

No Cossacks charge down Arc de Triomphe
Champs Elysée hourra! in triumph
For World Ruler no less
Come to check French prowess
World rivets eyes according to Gumph

Here the Seine rises not to greet Trump
Nor the Eiffel Tower lean in slump
Loose tract...

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A bliss so old, yet void of functional losses
seemingly very simple- making them a divine binary
exhibiting commitment cutely disciplined, fashioned and pure
superseding the training of a hundred seminaries

Just holding hands and perfume’s scent
bring back memories and give a fresh experience
oldskool tease and creative naughtiness
generate uniquely...

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It took me to be me so you could be you
It took me to be short so you could be tall
It took me to be thin so you could be fat
And yes it took me and not you
It took me to be dark so you...

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And then paper went silent

leaving same sensation
again that bloody feeling of
big mountain exploding in heat inside my  armour plate

just couldn't write the words
with no love among them

their people beheaded one of mine
now trough mine borders theirs screamed for salvation
mine theirs
ours 
where did we displaced...

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Enfolded in nature, we deliberately stand apart
Lurking heavily on industrial achievement
Luring generations to beckon towards the light
That man made idolatry of machine machine
Raging capitalism spleen from Darwin's dream

In intangible regime is impossible to wean
Sucking at the fountain of corporate stream'
Prospects hover in gluttonous parasitic attachment
As...

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the landless...
the forgotten one
born too late
screaming so loud - it is hard to hear
(we failed the living for the dead)

I hear your cry
          we hear your cry
         ...

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a lone flower grew
in the dark on a hill
defying nature 
it bloomed with free will

this barren terrain once
was empty and landless
now full of color 
spilled on this empty canvass

every time a petal 
dropped into the earth
vibrant colors exploded
similiar to a soft gentle verse

a lone flower...

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Stranded,wandering drunk tired
miles from the nearest ghost town ,'67 mustang ,yesterday's hotwire
Tijuana bound,spilled its fuel then broke down
you search finding nothing for miles around

Worn by desert air
wandering lost somewhere
in the desert,its season's always summer
blue skies grew dark beyond the horizon...distant thunder

Deathly tired and coursed without...

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On Solid and Liquid Grounds
            By: Earl Schumacker

Strong winds comb the ocean curve
White threads of mist lift away
Our hearty crew sets out
To find a way off 
Solid land and sand abandoned
We bob atop the...

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