Bombed Poems - Poems about Bombed

London was still full of fire-bombed vacant lots. Ruins and rubble were a kids natural playground, the deeper the devastation the better our play. There was always a chance to find a broken toy to abuse. Back at home, not once did we consider what that unidentifiable gray soot-like substance on our clothes contained, but at night our dreams were troubled by the eerie whistling of long dead postmen....

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over eighty but still smiley and spry he met each new day with joy in his eyes he loved to golf and he loved to bowl both were his fun and fulfilling goals one day playing golf with his skilled swing he scored below par - his favorite thing he rushed home - happy he had done so well grabbed his wall...

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Another Bang Another Bomb Another loved 1 gone And what are we told Bombs and Gun's don't kill Terrorists and Fanatics do Which is in part true But without bullet's and bomb's Surely it would be harder to do But does anyone care anymore anyway It's just another bang Just another bomb Just another dark day The modern way Hate vents Indiscriminately On individuals In the wrong place...

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There is no truce for Hamas, these terrorist murderers not only kill Israelis, but allow their Palestine citizens, men, women, and completely innocent children to be slaughtered as shields for their insane and cowardly cause, I hope they (HAMAS) and other terrorist groups are all blown to HELL! Then maybe we can finally end WAR!...

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There is no truce for Hamas, these terrorist murderers not only kill Israelis, but allow their Palestine citizens, men, women, and completely innocent children to be slaughtered as shields for their insane and cowardly cause, I hope they (HAMAS) and other terrorist groups are all blown to HELL! Then maybe we can finally end WAR!...

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