Conscription Poems - Poems about Conscription

...Nazriel Rising Small World Ace She was as pretty as ever on this night With me smitten to bits with her aura As we met on our usual pickup location Nazriel that one who so compliments me We ......

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... England had joined WW II, War declared against Germany All men and women of the age Required for conscription, joined, Bravery had to be shown, Even cowards could not decline. Trembling the......

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... Let all the war hawks And war hungry World leaders Be conscripted To stand on the front lines To satisfy their souls Thirst for war In straight Regimental lines As the world Hea......

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... How like Eliot it is in tone. Even the landscape has the grime of London in each line. I must have been no more than nineteen when I wrote the poem caught in the spell of his hypnotic rhythm......

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... I was one of the cool set, navy blue duffle coat, scarf around my neck, seated at a table in Pepe's Coffee Lounge discussing Baudelaire and T.S. Eliot and the demise of the political elites......

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...The arrogance of conscription the blasphemy of denial Abraham shouting high above to dam the bloody Nile We speak with words deceptive to try and steal the peace As blasphemy that ......

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...Is madness a gift? Can we use it to shift through life's rifts Unbeknownst to the moment that lifts Us to our highest yearnings that in time we'll witness it burning Our favored moments to cinder......

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...Woolen objects wrapped up in fine linen tucked away on a shelf bear the scars of age-old men lamenting in their years, while the sound of young men gets ready to join the conscription line thunders i......

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...Wisdom seems an oxymoron if implied there’s ‘State of Being,’ slight trace found where truth’s wildflowers flourish unrestrained by seasons. Wisdom wears truth like a glove protects soft flesh from......

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...First Love I love you like the first time I tasted peanut butter, the first time someone scratched my back. I love you like my first pull on a Winston dizzy with awe that such a thin......

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...Chug-a-lug, Chug-a-lug – no matter the fly in our President's mug, the bug in his thinking...my reflecting on his ailing brain, and it's obvious volume shrinking: Those mindless, confusing ......

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...…fighting for peace with guns is like bonking for virginity it is a macho world but then women can be excellent killers the barrel phallus washed from conscience dipped into blood a thin mem......

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...Is consciousness different than having a soul, reflection unhallowed—eternity trolled Does the magic within us begin and then end, finite conscription—one lifetime to spend And if unrelated, ......

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...AND MANY THOUGHT WHAT ARE WE DOING HERE IN THE FIRST PLACE Tell me child, what it was like so many years ago? When as a young person you grew In what we considered was times of uncertainty so, ......

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...Religion in practice… arms length from God Close enough to see, never to touch Single lens focus, vision for sale Dogma as deity —conscription at birth (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2......

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