Best Secede Poems

They are in meaningless session again
Not seeking to serve but to practice the deception
Not seeking to lead but to mislead
Taking black and white, creating gray
Don't wave that flag if you do not honor it
Oppression by omission. You have given
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As a Kid, I never wanted to be viewed as Black. There were always negative connotations that came with that.
Death and Evil, things like the "Black" Plague.
The Representative of Darkness and the Loneliness of Shade.

I Remember a teacher told me according to statistics, by the...

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Dinner with old friends:
salmon with red cabbage, asparagus, Caesar's salad, penne with
      broccoli, two white wines.
Jane Jacobs could analyze how it all got to our table
or even how their daughter came to us from Cambodia.
The economy or market bringing a...

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The duke then: “Tell now: of others indeed
Some Latin among sinners do you know 
Behind pitch?”. And he “I  had to secede,

It’s not much, from one who near had to stow.
I wish I were with him so covered still,
Since fear no...

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Radio free State of Deseret 3 July 2118, 6 PM Salt Lake Time

International news first.

27 Zionist terrorists leaders were beheaded in the Caliphat of Palestine yesterday after their failed attempt to establish a third state of Israel in Jerusalem during Rhamadan.

One of the last two...

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Last night, God, I did it – 
I am a sinner, not the first time
I part my lips, to commune with God
But I secede; and successfully, I fail
Last night, I only invoked the first devotion
God, my lips said; and that was all
I bit my lip...

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Oh my god is this 1787,
Was the constitution just written today?
Because the WiFi is down,
And I don’t know what to say,
I’m about to perform a *****-face frown.

If I were frowning much harder my lips would secede,
As did America’s west from Mexico,
Back when Mexico was actually...

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COPLA 84 INVOCATION : This Bad Guy World

Unchecked Bad Guys will romp rampage
And turn World into warring ground :
Good Guys resist

At the height of summer advantage
Good Guys rein in secede no ground :
Soon comes the mist

Bad Guys bait entice fascinate
Give them the long swinging tight...

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Many a thing to see upon

In a world which is open

Where closeness plunged deep

Inside where it rightly deserves to creep!

You scribble on me hardly,

You scratch on me so painfully,

You thrust strong on me

To reveal everything to me

You know, whether you scribble,

Or you scratch, or thrust...

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Noble Cauis, for whom do thee bleed?
Thy Mother? In madness, she did succeed
Over thy sweet heart her words stampede
Instilled insecurity, hate will blindly breed

Oh Marcius, my Liege
In Corioles walls, all by thee secede
A pack of cowards thee most kindly mislead
And yet their Savior they pay...

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Too late to cry and mourn yourself,
Bitter sweet the result of eternity,
Departure of no return, evaluating sorrow,
The wide road to destruction I took,

My cry ran through crescendo and beyond,
The stamp of eternal sacrilege placed
Struggling to secede the wrath, is unimplicable
The ocean of fire ran to...

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A solitary kernel for lack of succoring nurture aggrieved
From sun's warm caresses seasonally bereaved
With wind's chilling strides constantly plucked, heaved
Lying on fallowed ground whose cloak now desleaved
With frigid mantle over frostbitten spine weaved
Nutrient-rich pores of their cultivating provender relieved
As brittle husk to its fibrous moorings...

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Texans want to break away
From being part of U.S.A.
Big enough to stand alone,
They want a country of their own.

Petitions got a lot of names
Supporting these secession claims;
People hoping to secede
Need White House blessings to succeed.

Instead, they got a rousing No!
It seems they have no right...

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Autumn shears my weary garden
Yet industrious summer doth pardon
Summer's residual, dusts with frothy mist
My annual saplings fruitful labors desist
Late season gratuities doth slight
Yet graciously freezes rancid blight
My well-manicured plot
Frozen mounds do clot
Branching tendrils secede
Anon, bracketing weeds recede
Each ballasting furrow
Into the ground doth burrow
All the burgeoning...

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The churches walls are crumbling for there’s rot in its foundations,
a guiding light grown dim through shadows cast by foul temptations,
the journey of a soul’s been lost to vanity and greed
and when the tongue of the divine grows forked the truth shall soon secede ...

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