Best Tyrants Poems

They look down from their holy thrones
They pass judgement onto those that stray from the pack
To be different is to be unique
To be unique is to be a sin
And to sin is to burn

With venom filled words they whip our backs,
They strip us of our...

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Political Games
Played over the dying
Trophy of decay....

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Some serious religious sophomores claim Christ ('Witness' Bluff)
Almost like Columbus: to hit the Other, take their STUFF

Nothing Doing here; I am a Minister of Jesus' Gospel
For the same Reason they fled HERE to Native Indian lands

Catholics to Lord Baltimore's Maryland, Puritans to Massachusetts;
Persecuted Quakers to...

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Tyrants make a lasting name, 
They ruin life and lure fame.
Their name incurs all sorts of shame.
They think alike, and die the same....

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The world is run by tyrants who don't really care
Like the Cameron's the Clinton's the Bush's and especially Tory Blair
These warmongers ruin lives and destroy communities 
And they all should spend life in prison doing toilet duties

People are coming together realising where it went wrong
United...

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Tyrants of the Ruling Sun

Let the universe swallow my slaving soul
As the sorrows surround the sinking shoal
The light lingers before it falls on my face
Edacious echoes engulfed will embrace

Sisyphean stars of sadness will defuse
The barbarians of Babylon will bemuse
Silent screams slumber in nomadic night
As the...

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Impossibly still
The very worst of our kind
Often lead us all....

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The honest lips no lies do tell,
Nor independent ones deceive,
But tyrants' smiles conceal Hell,
Their words are fakeries.

The honest hands no taxes lay,
No properties defile,
But tyrants' hands take all away
While lips play out a smile.

The honest mind to life is true,
Depends on self alone;
But tyrants' have...

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I was born in far Morsania,
a small, backwater Eurasian state,
known to most folk in this wide world
for my grandfather’s prodigious hate.

My given name is Jocefeus,
but I mostly go by Joe these days,
because that tyrant grandpa and I
unfortunately share a name.

I have no real memory of...

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When Tyrants Tremble

when tyrants tremble
at the fury of those who tremble no more

their veneer of stability seems rotten to the core

when the trembling ones shake off their long-hushed fear

the trembling ones
tremble now with a rage that injustice everywhere can hear

when tyrants tremble
as the dispossessed shake...

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(Victor Hugo fought against the dictator,
first on the barricades, then in scathing
poetry like this - "Souvenir de la nuit du 4".)

She took him to the hearth to warm him up, 
not noticing his legs, already stiff. 
Alas! Our mortal fires can't give back breath 
to...

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In seasons of great tyrants, love is slain.
Despotic virus rules throughout the lands.
Destruction of the millions brings no gain.
Atomic power rests in godless hands,
who have the means to shelter from black rain.

Perhaps the precipice of World War Three.
Once more self-centered masters preach in rage.
Sick people...

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(In December 1851, Napoleon III, nephew
of the great Bonaparte, staged a coup d'etat
in Paris.)  

The child was dead. Two bullets in the head. 
The room was decent, humble, honest, clean. 
An Easter palm was pinned to some old print. 
A grandmother wept quietly in...

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And so there are the new tyrants
-	And who are the distinguished?
The moguls who benefited from TARP
-	The cries for help can not be extinguished

Who hoarded monies and increased their penalties
-	Further, insulting the American public
Lopping on still more late interest penalties
-	We once were an admired republic

Now, are...

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Timendi causa est nescire (Ignorance is the cause of fear).
– Seneca


About two thousand years ago,
when Quintilianus said it
(at least, that’s who gets the credit),
his paradigm was apropos:
the words “Vestis Virum Reddit.”

Garbed in leather, silks, and cotton,
emperors took his words to heart
(at least, they tried to...

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