Best Shook His Fist Poems

It’s dreadful, a disaster, it’s a terrible calamity
Housewives going frantic for the thing they seek but cannot see
Supermarket workers helping those who shout the most
Try their best to find a jar of spread to spread on toast

But all the angry faces glaring at the empty...

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It was late in the perpetual summer, and I had been dozing,
On a blue and balmy afternoon, as I lulled on my porch swing.

When from my pleasurable dreams, I was eventually aroused,
By sweet breezes that blew past, the place where I drowsed.

With a sigh of...

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The rain came and pummelled her. She did not stop walking.
A tree limb fell, knocking her down. She got back up.
Lightning came, but she did not fold, she was too determined.
A man stopped and tried to give her a lift. She said "no thank you."

She...

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( FIFTEEN CROSSES )

I had a dream I was kneeling, at fifteen crosses on the hill
Not a whisper from the trees, everything was still,
I felt a sadness in my heart, an empty kind of pain,
Fifteen souls had gone away, only memories remained.
I tried to cry...

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Gather friends if you care to hear, I’ll favor you with a tale
About the fate of a gallant ship that long ago did sail
Built of the finest teak wood in the year sixteen-thirty-nine
A three mast frigate tall and sleek the pride of the Holland line

One-hundred-twenty-three...

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You dangerous viper go away
and leave me on my own.
You are a lion and a thief,
trying to steal God's throne.

You shook your fist in anger.
You rebelled against your King.
Someday, Satan, you will pay
for causing me this suffering.

God is angry, Rightfully so.
His creations have turned away.
But...

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The mighty warlord shakes his fist and sends his troops to the abyss
Families broken and torn because of an oath that was sworn
Fathers and sons die in vain but no one can feel their pain
Mothers cry as their children are sent off to die
Innocent blood...

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When fairy tales were in fashion, before true love was rare,
A prince wooed a maid who was flaxen and fair.
He came every day and patiently knelt
Before the dark tower wherein his love dwelt.
He'd call out, "Rapunzel, oh, show me you care,
And let down a ladder...

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In the beginning after God had finished creating this land.    
Satan boldly challenged the heavens for the absolute control of man.
Gods’ architectural blueprint stretched for ages across the sky 
He watered the oceans and rivers then taught the birds how to fly...

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THE DESERT THE WILDERNESS THE STORM

I am parched, my back is arched, 
my body racked with pain,
Nothing green in sight, 
my thirst, my plight, 
eyes playing tricks on me again. 

An illusion of rest beside still waters, 
yet can't reach the glimmer on the desert...

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Upon a hill, he looked around,
And said, "There is no God",
He said there wasn't any proof,
And it was just a fraud.

He pointed to a world in strife,
With hunger, pain and war,
As nations fought their fellow-men,
And discontentment soared.

He saw much sickness and disease,
As many people died,
He...

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Cruising sunrise highway
Got the sun beaming bright
the T-tops are open wide
and the hamptons are in sight

a Benz is in the left lane going too slow
Speedometer says eighty as we push him through the door
The peddles to the metal as the engine begins to roar
Pushing him...

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Some might say there’s no truth to this tale
The night I had a visitor from beyond the pall.

When my mother passed away I was full of anger
I became as defiant as a rodeo bull-wrangler
I shook my fist in the face of this so-called God
Who put...

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Youth seemed an eternal joy
for a gorgeous and happy boy...
no worries over necessities,
with desires without sequence.


The fear of dying was far from pondering,
only beautiful days ahead for the youngest heart....
longing for a tenderness other teenagers never sought,
and sometimes sleeping away the afternoons was invigorating. 


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The Hammer and the sickle were emblazoned on its tower
This underwater enemy would demonstrate its power
The submarine, in covert mode, torpedoes at the ready
The crosshairs on the monitor were holding nice and steady

The captain said, ‘Dear Comrades, you shall see the west can’t halt
Our mission...

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