Best Shoot First Poems

Pock marked

Bert was cooking in a bucket,
Knew his hide at any rate
Pock marks on his thighs an biceps,
Shot that day by a sniper, mate,

Sniper chopped...

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They decry their gun birthright 
is to defend their home,
protect what they own
A government tank might come rolling
down the road one day
New Roman centurions coming...

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“Freedom Fall 8 and the Removal of Ray Bans”



The Dilettante Diaries: New Chapter 

Sometimes it’s necessary 
to 
Lose 
to
Win

Freedom Fall 8 
Sans Rays

A new chapter.
Light,...

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Today we have a list of seven best reasons
not to even think about talking gun control
after an automatic rifle out of control
critical event,
one for each...

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Welcome to the war, son ...
You’ve been conscripted,
go grab a gun
And you daughters 
of the new American flag,
you’re not exempted either
Go get that gat outta...

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Out of Trenches (WW1)

Out of trenches, we met face to face,
A young Soldier, probably about my age.
With rifle in hand we quavered,
My head, urging me...

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medication malfunctions, feelin 6 in depression
world guessin eyes stressed when, lord of heaven drops confessions
code of matrix saturates, bash it's core of hate.....
make my getaway,...

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Tired of these theatrical mask wearing roles. Wolves, smiling faces with sharpen teeth 
waiting for ignorant prey. Tired of seeming interested in conversations that are...

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Pale white against the ghostly fog
Smoke curled for lack of oxygen
Black rim glasses hide, head bows
Conceal eyes of cool cat daddy-o

In dark, goatee, groomed and...

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It seems our driver made a fuss
Whilst dodging bullets on our bus
When Ted Cruz said,
"You won't be dead
If you shoot first, and then you cuss!"...

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Nice Poets
From the US poetry community 
there is silence about this new war
they feel indignity 
something must be done even if they 
know the sins...

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(This is a fictional poem)

My feet are so big that I have to wear clown shoes.
People keep pointing and laughing, what am I going to...

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Prelude

After banishing my foe off to hell
The Lord took pity on my soul 
And returned it to my undead shell
Again, I was alive and whole

But...

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RUN BOY RUN
It runs in the family
green flashes
catch him before he’s free
RUN BOY RUN
what's the matter wit me... gonna get ya...
penny warm glows
Marine morning glories,...

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