Best Russians Poems

More than 1,000 men, sometimes women
forced to clandestine detention centers.
Relatives mystified as to there whereabouts.
Some Russian troops bribed 
with money, weapons or ammunition.
Returning gave rise to evidence
of rape to both women and men,
constant beatings rendering broken bodies;
some with hammers.
One left with severe back injury,
another broken...

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I.

The Fish Crow is an outcast amongst the seagulls
Standing on the hot Miami sand
At the end
Of our rose-colored beach towel

Nodding and blabbing half-heartedly
Nuh-uh nuh-uh
To the lack of crumbs

From us
The stingy blue collar visitors
From freezing old gray Michigan

We’re so out of place
Down here
As pale as if...

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The Russians Are Coming
The Russians are coming, tremble in fear
Hide your jewelry, washing machines, beer
But their army is weak, only fights the unarmed
We should take them out and all they’ve farmed

The Russians are coming, animals from the east
But they’re brains are deformed an insane beast
Morons...

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The Russians are coming.
 
Picture this North of Norway it was early spring but still cold
but the days were longer, and the land was gripped by 
the German army and their collaborators.
The Russian army came pushing the Germans south,
the German army tried the scorched earth...

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What we all thought had long since passed
Well that period of  time didn't really last
Standing there on the borders of the Ukraine
At any moment the missiles could begin to rain

He is Syria's Assad's terror regime's only support
And for Iran they simply await their next...

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The Russians are coming.
Listening to Portuguese Tv, there is talk of a third wave
of the coronavirus, it is not a wave that flattens out like the calm sea.
It will strike when people get careless and insist on celebrating
X. mass (Jesus can do without his birthday...

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Blame Russia 
A thought flew and past I saw a shadow in the afternoon sun 
it was a quick devilish thing I tried to hold on to it.
But I saw a transparent ocean shifting shingles on the beach 
of Greenland and lazy seals waiting to...

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The Russians are coming

Skiers complain it is too cold, most of them are from the cold country
is the frost in China different than say, Scandinavia?
A newspaper gleefully telling us there fewer spectators this time
then in the Olympic last time, I think this tittle-tattle has to...

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All Russians love chili.
How do you know?
I met one once.

All Mexicans love bluebirds.
How do you know?
I heard from my cousin.

All Whites love Trump.
I am white.
I know.

My teeth cringe....

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From Russia with love

Russia is a strange and great country, not quite in Europe
and not quite Eastern, they react to mayhem but seldom
intimate it; for those who are history less they won
The brutal war of 1940 and 1945 by breaking the back
of the German army...

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Russia among us

Dagestan must not be confused with Londonstan 
where Islamists stop traffic to pray in the streets 
trying to alter the British way of life, they fled
from when living in Pakistan
In Dagestan, the Islamists went amock burning 
churches,  synagogues and killing many Russians 
When the Western media press and...

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The Russians are coming again

In Northern Norway, not far from Russia
the people have lived without worry
but the war hysteria is also washing up
on the rugged shores.
There is talk about closing harbors for
Russian fishing vessels, in case they spy
or do unlawful things
Let us be clear, Russia...

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One man
Stands
Beneath his white helmet
And demands,

Silence.

Throughout Aleppo.

His stethoscope,
He attaches
To the dust
And listens
From his knees.

The man has
Ten fingers,
A dry brush
And a pair of pliers
To dig like an archeologist.

He does not have years,
But minutes
To search the ruins
For toes
That wiggle
Or mouths
That suckle
Or bleeding hearts
That still beat
Like tremors
In puddles...

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Brolley Hit
Give me something small
No big bomb or aircraft carrier needed
A little virus on the tip of a pin
Ready to inject you viral death
Not fall down dead a few days
Starts with a fever then more
Doctor thinks it’s a cold or flu
It's a bit more serious...

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Soviet Jet
Soviets are like mosquitoes
Always there in the environment
There’s no escape from them
They get in your head

So they rule you remorsessly
By power of paranoia
A bite is a bullet
An infection is a bomb

A disease is a nuclear blast
Mosquitoes are Russians
Russians are mosquitoes
Waiting to be eradicated

By a...

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