Best The Bomb Poems

Cherry Bomb

gross and red
deflowering natures way
cherry blossom pop  

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all governments
                           are corrupted in some way,
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there he was
in his white coat
afraid of our reaction
as he dropped the C word

we watched it bounce off the floor
and hang there suspended
no one reaching to grab it
we all sat there with a blank stare

pretending to be deaf
frozen in disbelief
biting our tongue
holding our breath

limp arms...

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You may think that I am famous
Can't recall my name but
You've seen me hang out with the stars

Believe me I'm right there with ya
I'm in their every picture
They don't know me but I know who they are

Thought it'd do me a world of good
To move...

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Megalomaniacs, from any era,
all have the killer extinct gene
A beastly desire to bring everything
to the brink of nothing
Oh, how some would love to channel 
their inner Nero
To make civilization come crashing down
in a smouldering pile 
of rubble, ashes and smoke
They love playing the villain role,
being...

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Boob jobs and bomb jobs

Sisters in arms those **** and those weapons of massive 
destruction sex and death go together in dynamics
thermodynamics psychodynamics fused on the playground 
of this life of this poem on which I’m allowed to feel strong 
and weak just the same...

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Commander-In-Chief Obama, now these bastards have beheaded an 
innocent American Citizen, you need to call steady air strikes until you have 
blown ISIS TERRORIST GENOCIDE KILLERS off the face of this earth! KILL EM' 
ALL! They are even beheading little children who will not convert...

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Well, there is only one way to say this
the best one man can
to put this down in words
to explain it to you my woman...

Okay, you're the grand slam home run
that won the world series
a touchdown late in the fourth quarter
by that Seattle quarterback, you know...

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“F Bomb”
By Nate Spears

I got the heart of a man name Malcolm
The visions of Martin Luther
The tongue of Emmett Till
The brains of Medgar Evers

Can I get a window seat
Away from defeat
Can I get park for the kids to play
Next to the spot
Where Rosa refused her...

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Commander-In-Chief Obama, you need to call steady air strikes until you have blown ISIS TERRORIST GENOCIDE KILLERS off the face of this earth! They are even beheading little children who will not convert to Islam Jihad! No one on this earth is safe as long...

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blinding light 
rolling thunder 
fires from the gates of hell...

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So strange this land, old and yet young.
Where is this place of tall green trees,
and grey-haired men in unknown tongue?
they must have traveled summer's breeze.

Adobe brick quonset "chalets"
mud-soaked roadways in all the blocks.
WACs and wives and waifs everyday
midst hollyhocks and four o'clocks.

Los Alamos*, this place...

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Black Powder
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He waits offstage, his posture tense,
his gaze locked on the audience -
his first in years.

He blots the sweat that wets his face,
then walks onstage and gets in place,
amidst their cheers.

In bowtie, vest and dinner tails,
he's dressed down to his fingernails.
His face is flushed.

His eyes...

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                                      our home grown monarch
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There once was a girl named Sabine
The cutest one I’d ever seen
She had curly hair
And a teddy named Bear
And her bedroom was perfectly clean.

Sabine had a brother named Jude,
A generally radical dude,
Who liked to play games
And call Sabine names
Until Mommy said, “Stop being rude!”

Jude and...

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