Best Loyalists Poems

An old Greek word, ecclesia,
is often translated as church,
but could also be thought of as a civilization
acting civilly,
as a citizenry
acting as responsible citizens.

The noun side...

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The familiar sound of gunshots 
rings out in the dead of night,
As a sniper takes position in the 
bushes out of sight,
Past my front door...

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International relations clerk on duty enters
In her hand is a list of nations from Africa
One by one she shouts out their surnames

The assembly monitors gives...

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And then the Head Elephant rose from the dead 
Surprising and shocking everyone
All cheered, “He is alive!” they shouted
“He lives!”

The opposition wrung their hands, 
Beads...

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The 
familiar 
sound 
of 
gunshots 
rings 
out 
in 
the 
dead 
of 
night,as 
a 
sniper 
takes 
position 
in 
the 
bushes 
outta 
sight,
Past 
my 
front 
door 
I...

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The familiar sound of gunshots rings out in the dead of night,as a sniper takes position in the bushes out of sight,
Past my front door...

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In seventeen seventy-seven,
amidst the deep summer’s August heat,
Barry St. Leger, loyalist milita,
and the Iroquois walked on sore feet.

Their mission was clear: move down the Mohawk,
meet...

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Blood runs hot in government offices
fueled with the unknown citizen
and the about-to-be.
Stop this day and night with me
and you shall possess the meaning
of freedom.
Follow the...

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LEAVES WITH LOVE

Better die with dignity in the fierce battle fighting like brave-heart
Than befriend with foes and back stab to live like machine’s cog or...

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Black loyalist
One time slave of George Washington
Fighting with the British against rotten Yankees 
3000 blacks went with us and came with us 

In the States...

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Back in seventeen seventy-seven,
British general John Burgoyne faced hard times,
despite winning at Hubbardton, and Fort Anne,
supplies were getting very hard to find.

When word came that...

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IN YOU WE RELY
IN YOU WE APPLY
WHY ARE YOU UNDER DURESS
WHILE YOUR DISTRIBUTION

IN YOU I EARN
IN YOU I LEARN
BUT YOU ARE UNDER DURESS
AND I AM...

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My Beloved country Pakistan:(Poem) 
Pakistan is my beloved homeland country.
And i am too much honest,sincere, Loyalists & trustworthy to my own country pakistan.
I will devote...

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The Hearts burnt out
with dying falls and cold, bone chilling winters.
(Love is gone for the fall and winter)
Just me, I stay alone
who walks the slushed...

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It's a grand old boat-still quite reliable.
But from the darkness below.
A crimson breasted leviathan is clawing holes.
Deep into its starry soul.
She's quickly listing.
Vermin gnawing away...

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