Best Necessary Evil Poems

take this blade 
and cut your wrists
make escape holes for the devil

let him leave you
through the bleeding
make the world then somewhat level

it's a sacrifice 
most...

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Have you never tasted hunger
Tread the alleys with the stealthy
Cried the tears of someone younger
While you dined among the wealthy
Shuffled through the papers
Through the pages...

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#One should be cautious in starting a war, but 
once begun, it should be carried out thoroughly#

     #Quote by Hirohito circa...

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Under Moldy Soil, Red Moon Overhead

Under moldy soil, red moon overhead
lay millions of corpses, wars wasted dead
No bands playing, no sweet angels singing
only ghostly echoes,...

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She’s got an orange and a blue pair of shoes
That I love so much when she wears them
She looks great in her black coloured ear...

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The problem of military reactions
to territorial control issues
is not merely that violence breeds further strategic development
of violence,
although this is no small,
nor amoral, 
concern.

This primal problem...

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In a utilitarian, profit-maximizing economy
Where supply only meets demand
And demand runs only for those
Willing and able; where the margin
Between total revenue

And total cost must be...

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The reason for this fighting
is that we do not like
The attitude that's ensued 
by the other side
Too big for their britches 
them and all their...

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Enola Gay

There on the ‘North Field’ tarmac of Tinian Island, Marianas;
Taxis the sleek designed ‘Boeing B-29 Superfortress’ to ready for take-off. 1
Glistening, polished aluminum under...

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MY WIFE

A *****
A witch
Necessary evil begin.
Needed her once,
Now yet  to kill her
  An unfortunate 
sin.

Her womb
A vessel
I  and she needs to fill.
...

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Alone He stands, forsaken, on the edge of desperation
Apocalyptic tales of hate filled desecration
The unholy one devoid of any love nor hellish glory
Lies revealed within...

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Video Games
My children were reared on video games
Not my choice I know, but I take the blame 
The hours they spent on a computer screen
Sent...

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Time
  
Time is a measurement point of reference in our lives
It is measured in hours, minutes and seconds
We are in fact a slave to...

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Spring is here and I must admit,
since the grass is green and growing,
I don't mind if the whole world knows,
I am bored with mowing.

It's back...

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After the creation of things
They where all created
But in the world of imagination
Many live as creators
Existing in weird


The created creator,
The poet, I've never imagine 
As...

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