Bombers Poems - Poems about Bombers

Boko haram terrorists Times without number A neighbourhood unsettling with a bomber, Their grabbed territories Zones of a thousand worries! A people in panic Piteously plan their escapes route, Their pursuers, a manic, Who must them funnily shoot! It’s a horizon of unthinkable sleep And the digging of graves not decently deep: It’s a constant brandishing of a superior weapon That precious lives make a lottery coupon. North-East...

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When the Second World War began QANTAS aircraft were part of the RAAF plan Two Empire Flying Boats were taken with their crews To form part of the defence of Australia too These planes were part of the England service The QANTAS flying boats crews continued with war duties and were courageous As they continued to fly through the...

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A month ago I sat in class in a New England School for boys Now, I'm in a bomber group Adjusting to the noise I made plans for Harvard A doctor, I would be Then my life would turn In a way I didn't see The war was on in Europe We saw in the press But, 18 days before Christmas we were pulled into the...

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Blonde bombers light my rusty old candle Eyebrows and toes curl, causing quite a scandal Tend to run amok As I babble and cluck Eyes roll independently, use my hooha as a handle...

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BOMBERS AND BUTCHERS Don't worry little girl, you need not cry, we know your tears, and feel them every one and all too well, though many more will die, you will go home again, it is not gone, but merely re-arranged, or burned at most, your place called home still thrives for you one day to dream and build again, a fence,...

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Suicide bombers, these cowards blow me away To forfeit one's life for a belief that someday Their soul will be saved Their thinking's depraved Seems the world is sinking into total decay...

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Those who kill innocents are cruel, Their bodies will always be hell’s fuel, Islam teaches about honor and dignity, Care and love for the whole humanity, But black sheeps are found everywhere, Like KKK or Taliban, “Be aware”, They do things on their own, Their very own people, they disown. All rights are reserved. Syed Imon Rizvi From a book "Outspoken" - 2012 Available at...

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Making love to my demons under the flag of my Country. Caught in between the never believer and a pardon of angels, who bargain their souls for my redemption. Empowered by a nation glorified by heroes departed, my life sanctified by religious compromise. For tonight I fly under the bombers moon. Nearer to God than most I see the world differently. This Earth orbits in a sea...

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Who are these people? Where they came from? Are they not my brothers? Are they not my sisters? Don't we all bleed red? Suicide bombing...O my gosh! Our sons, our daughters dead ©Copyright August 2006 by Brian Pierre-Alexander © All Rights Reserved...

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Them and us under a Bombers Moon By Steven Cooke Making love to my demons Under the flag of my country Caught in between the never believer And a pardon of angels, Who bargain their souls for my redemption, Empowered by a nation, Glorified by heroes departed My life sanctified by religious compromise For tonight I fly, under the bombers moon Nearer to God than most I...

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