Best Trigger Happy Poems

A
white death
in the snow-
an avalanche
war

Austro-Italian Alpine War 1916-1918...

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~Perfect Rain~

I can see!
All the tribulations around
A rage against the burning wind
Nobody hears the crackling sounds in my voice
Everybody avoids feeling the smoke hidden within
A...

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They say it's a time to slip in the mud, and begin anew.
Kick off the dust of yester ...
      and...

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It's not hard to see or tell this world of ours 
Isn't the same as it used to be. Granted, it has 
Never been perfect,...

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I’m 26. Gone to old, faded in bold
How do I start my story?
My predicament ignites in fury
Too busy making money
Tell me if cash ever makes...

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I guess I'm feeling some type of way. 
It’s the day after the next day.
THE VERDICT; INDICTED!
Definitely it rocked this country.
I guess I'm sensitive, emotions...

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Firearms magazine offer manifold big bang for their buck, 
many ear rational per son or daughter loves advocate, the late chuck 
heston (now a shooting...

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World wide they're wranglin' up my folks,
So I stay woke 'cause it's no joke,
We came from slavery & hangings by rope,
To wantin' dollars in bulk,

Tryin'...

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When the barrel speaks,
crimson thoughts 
are expressed non-verbally

Scarlet tones
perforate the air
with ballistic shrieks

Coroner syntax
are arranged in morgue sentences 
of alphabetical autopsies

When the barrel speaks,
violent desires
are...

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.........................................INNOCENCE
..................................Oh!  it is so very asleep
.........................As we grow up the bliss that we seek 
....................To stay innocent blissfully innocent -As kids
...............My lovely world- ...

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In this age, rage has become the norm,
an angry world looks at people’s faces 
with suspicion in the streets, 
and elders are beaten black and...

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IF EVER I HAD A COUNTRY: LXXIX -  Bang! Bang! Who Shot Me Down like an Un-licensed Dog !

IF ever I had a country,...

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With my legs strong, two feet apart
Poser, poser, a quick photo opportunity
From front page through to pages four and ten
With my tail wrapped around my...

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Cold and still, motionless 
unless you caress its rapid fire. 
Swaddled in an old fleece jacket
stained with pellets of sweat; 
suppressed in darkness, weeping some...

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IF EVER I HAD A COUNTRY: LXXX -  Bang! Bang! Who Shot Me Down like an Un-licensed Pariah 
Dog ! Follow Up !

IF ever...

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