Best Tyrannical Poems

Ever jumped from one thought to another faster than the speed of light or at the speed of your internet connections full might...

Within each thought grows like a tree, with the branches like intricate questions of what if...?  why should I bother ? how ? when ?

In addition, these branches stem off, to bring...

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“Poor Dan is in a droop today,” I said.
Now look me in the eye. Tell me what’s wrong?”

“This memo that begins ‘To Idiot’
came from old you-know-who. Dammit. I’m mad.”
His face was redder than tomato paste.
“We few who have stood by him all these years
now ask, ‘Does evil live in him?’” he fumed.
“My head hurts, Anna....

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Fallacy....inappropriate fantasy

Fantasy.....anticipated reality

Reality.....imaginative stability

Stability.....exacting security

Security....forfeiture from fallacy......

Vain glory be hi-story......infamy be thy shame
baneful flourish from ruse historic,
enemies created to blame.........

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A man came here to speak today,
students did not like him at all,
egged of by professors, quite enraged,
with no decency at all.
They claim we should ‘hear all sides,’
but when this man dared to speak,
they rioted and the police arrived
to end their fit of pique.
How delightfully tyrannical.

A man knelt down in quiet prayer
outside, during his break...

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Your innate desires aren't demanded
with a man-child tantrum.

With commendable actions,
you command your needs gently.

Your force isn't launched upon my face, 
but in place you open the door.

With eyes on the battlefield,
you yield your members to protect me.

Your height isn't guided by suppression;
I'm impressed with your helpful reach.

Your deep pitch isn't coupled with insults,
but lifted in...

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Highways stretch into the aftermath.
Lunar ascends...
Grins sinisterly
A cry rises with the currents
Carried on shadowed wings 
into vacant, violent, violet skies.
Night runs from golden rays
Like streaks from shooting stars
Falling. Air raid!
Thermals detonate resonates obliterates 
Splash stone, sands, lands crimson, 
a thousand years.
Flesh transparent as a specters.
Of ancient rites, incendiary nights
As winds cut like a raven cry....

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Tyranny can start in innocous ways.' In nudges and flattery
Setting a stage.' It can be mocking.? And hectoring' quote
Morality with invective stings' its antidote i am considering? Which may well need to be a charge against
Its political wing.? With no further deliberation i advise..
Overwhelming assinine-ations.' A large dose of their own
Medicine.' Would clear up much;...

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