Best Patriotism Poems

Have you ever thought about the Death of Christ?
Why did they crucify him?
If you read the story then you know
But what I ask is why didn't God stop them?
It's natural to protect our own
How could he let him be sacrificed?
For the good of all man...

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'Tis intangible
Unlike the spears and the guns
Of the daughters and the sons
Unconquerable
But partly they symbolize
Its abstraction ere our eyes

The time has passed by
And the world has also turned
From chaos into concord
Now we say goodbye
To old discrimination
Racism and commotion

There's a new picture
That appropriately depicts
Our genuine love...

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What is patriotism?

Pride of and for national, and maybe cultural, superiority.
Maybe superior health caring integrity?

What is nationalism?

Usually positive values about monocultural 
monotheistic
monopolistic
monochromatic identity,
but I guess national health charism
could also include negative evaluations,
begging for more international 
interdependent freedom 
empowered to do wealth good.

What is resiliently good?

Not...

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Secrets of patriotism
Rests loudly in these pillars...

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Patriotism is in the air,
And sentiments high,
Cataclysm is over,
Liberation heaves a sigh!

Insufferable inequality,
Now is ineffable ecstasy,
Undeterred determination,
And honourable judiciary !


Providential independence,
Undisputed Unification,
Living to credence,
Spirit of nationalism!

All men created equal, by creator endowed with certain,
Unalienable rights- life, liberty and pursuit of happiness!






** last two lines have...

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America is an idea
that "all men are created equal,"
before we cared to define "human", "created", or "equal."
America is freedom for our grandchildren
in a manner we will never understand.

It is the founding fathers who died for liberty.
It is the darker brothers who fought for justice from...

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I am not going to forget myself
I am going to remember and find
Ever me in my country itself....

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Venom resumes X 3
Suryas out of his basket indeed,
Even good boys are naughty, Sajni,
elevation creatonism,
mantra stance style,
the sun moons life,
he locks his eyes for an eternal rain dance,
chaos enveloped in tears from the sun,
cosmic comic stances that are silent,
the venom stillness of life,
under thunder blast...

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Paul Tillich wrote 
"nationalism hates and must always hate Judaism and prophetic Christianity."

When he spoke of nationalistic patriotism
he was thinking of fascism,
as the logical conclusion
of those more loyal to a specific supremacist space and time
than faithful to our more inclusively holonic creolization history
of a bicamerally...

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The coral crumbles, and paradise is overthrown in sand
And they pour the children into it like water upon tongues
What the breeze blows in my eyes cannot blind my tears

Your captains do not know the shoals like me, I dreamed awake
Among the reefs, before the breakers...

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We gape at the sky
this Fourth of July,
as rockets ignite
to deal us delight,
while strangers unite.

I’m such a dope,
it gives me hope
that Nations torn
can be reborn.

Let God’s gifts
heal our rifts,
our esprit.

Let’s pray
we stay

free.


July 4, 2022
Diminished Hexaverse Poetry Contest Sponsored by Caren Krutsinger...

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Oh land of the free
And home of the brave, where are you?
Where is the torch that hearkens
The tired, the poor, the huddled masses yearning to be free?
When did freedom of religion
Become acceptance of
Only one religion?
When did freedom of speech only exist
When the listener and speaker...

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You stand there in your pride and raw beauty,
But don’t forget that caressing you is my decreed duty.
That warm and sturdy fabric my heart can feel,
Because of your humbling courage-stimulating appeal.
My arms are ardent by desire of your body to hold,
And with due grand and...

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I'm going home to
Belize of my birth
Beat the drums
My fathers fashioned
Honk the horns
My brothers firmly hold
Strike up the band,
All a we da one.

I am home!
Not alone
You, me, everybody,
We make up this land
Generations strong
By the almighty sea,
East of our Belize.

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I am dreaming the past
Past when KBC was the only station
Each morning started with the anthem of the nation
We had to know your intention
Before saying anything through the station
Each anchor had a level of education
While talent was just an addition
Any deviation
Captured the important attention
Of the...

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