Best Suppressor Poems

Alabaster body of truth
got buried beneath
a dung-key pile of swastika lies

SWAT teams of fascist oppression
swarm the polling places
like hieroglyphic Dead Sea flies

Democracy is locked in...

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Pain ~   ~   ~  pain
Invisible swimmer within blood and vein
Barbaric and callous
Dwells within corpuscles
Intrinsic and inescapable
Source of pool of tears
A...

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Life Poet

Contemporaneously, my thoughts ponder.
I know that the light of day supervenes when it does.
But when night comes, the blinds are yet left open.
The streetlights...

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It’s the pressure exerted by the earth’s 
atmosphere at any point given,
such acceleration and value of 
standard of this word we live in. 
The weight...

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Genetic, so therefore regenetic, conservatism
of DNA and this fractal function's Elder RNA-rooted ecosystemic
political psychologies,
ecologies of empowerment,
and not so much;
History,
and notnot historic enculturation
of Business As Usual...

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Blood from blue bullets sours the concrete
Black backs are refuge for lead seeking a place to rest
Justice was kidnapped by metal shields surrounded in blue
No...

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The marijuana drug trade is being legalized.
Over the last 10 years, this herb has been helping glaucoma victims’ eyes.
      Therapeutically...

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White Devil
You're a white man, whiter than white. You work for The Firm. Your rep is brighter than light. You see the world in black...

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...food for thought...
...we all have sinned and most likely will sin again...
...especially in the lust department, even in thought, among others...
...therefore must we be, the...



Disciples...

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You can tell the song of the girl too afraid to sing
To the beat of her own drum from miles away
Her song has no life

You...

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Feeling the need to put my words/thoughts in a letter
Not sure if hearing from me makes you dither...
Or rather makes you want to quiver
Sending shock...

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Hand surgeon, aptly named Charlie 
Had a habit most folk view bizarrely
Each day before patients lay on his table
He sniffed a line or two which...

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I’m Imagining a place where we make sense - the hot-chocolate 
safe-house where we’ll tongue wrestle, watch Gossip Girl reruns
and cuddle - sustained by love...

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Eff this and eff you,
And eff that horse you rode in on too,
The way you speak to me,
Is definatly uncalled for you see,
My tone can...

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You were a voodoo cult 
when I met you 
your spell closed my eyes 
hypnotised reaction 
and in the end 
it was I who lost...

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