Best War Of Words Poems

Pappou, means grandfather in Greek,
He would listen carefully then speak,
Cleanse yourself first and heal,
Any rifts or wounds that gnaw.
Chose wisdom over wrath he’d say
Your time to fail, he would explain,
Will be entirely of your own choosing.
So open your minds and listen,
Understand your words, 
And keep...

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Verbal warfare
it is everywhere
you have something to say?...

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Wrestling with his conscience
Abstaining from verbal exchange
Regretting his words

Offended by obscenities
Forgetting his ticket

What is happening now?
Obnoxious little men
Rallying in no mans land
Dire Consequences
Spasmodic verbal abuse.



Related to the football match:...

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Words clamour within
A maelstrom of verbal might
Fighting those without...

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Mine's bigger than yours
I shout louder and longer
Jump-in interuptus
deterent be damned
I'm gonna have my say.
Mutual self-destruction
is on the cards.
Attrition balition,
siege swarming,
your flanks are weak.
You're not listening, are you?...

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The sound
Comes like a sword
Drawn by the
Coward villains of war 
The bad guys 
And they are trying to kill me
Draw the first blood
The shinning blade
Is pierced into my brain!
Shattering the thoughts I had of her
Something,
May be red in color
May be white 
Flew like 
The fountain...

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truth remains aloof
it flatters both friend and foe
each agree to lie...

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a trijan refrain

Demagogues fighting in a war
spar to find the liars.
Though it generates some rapport,
toleration backfires.
Demagogues lose in false debate.
Speak up, strive to keep the facts straight,
      demagogues, fight!
      Demagogues' fight
hopefully ends in Truth’s checkmate.

Demagogues...

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as i walk by
i could eye to eye
contact
they were back to back
saying this
you couldn't miss
 all you herd
it was a
WAR OF WORDS...

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No dear, truth’s no slave to discovery,
Nor needs an innovative creator,
Nor in you a path-breaking inventor,
It being no fiction nor a story,
Forget it then, truth can’t be created
On a blank page of your mind's spare diary,
Conjured up nor cooked nor conceived in head,
O to write...

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W- what is it with our tongues, Sierra Leoneans 
A- Always spiteful in political discussion
R- Ruthless in our quest to win.

O- Oh, if only we knew that silence could avert  
F- Fires sparked from heated tones.

W- Words can wound and words can heal 
O-...

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