Political Cry Poems

Six dogs die
And one guy cries
the dogs are not political
Oh! My, My,
Don’t you know?
Deaths are always political
Be it mosquitoes or a martyr
Someone’s always there to...

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Let lines be drawn
Beyond my nerves
Make it unclear to the deaf-blind
This journey of slavery
And undue enrichment
This society and nature
Have yoked us with.

Should I, should I...

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When Doves Cry

Along a seaside promenade in Bray
it was on the radio
You loved it there 
This is where you’ll come to lie
Spiritual journey comes to...

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The time the mind has no second’s rest
Because it, too, is under arrest.
Actively, lips join the protest,
One’s patience and temperance on test…

Not unlikely a heaving...

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The taut rope is tightening, 
Fears of an end heightening;
No hope of it loosening:
The craziest reasoning…

Yes, helping hands slackening,
A quite bright day darkening;
Now, a sight...

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You're facing a gun complete with barrels
And of all things with firm holder quarrels!
Chairman Mao would have laughed at you
And kept repeating "No... No it's...

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There he sits that monstrous hypocrite. There he dwells as I wash these dishes, his dishes. There he slouches, watching his games, his news, his...

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A muddle of voices
    all crying foul
  Cacophony's in now
    budding diplomats howl

  Scowls on their faces
...

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Grisly bared horror jawbones Kristallnacht
totalitarian brandishes, flaunts, launches 
global threat half cocked.

Vladimir Putin itching
to loose nuclear bomb
end of the world scenario ofttimes
iterated throughout history
though an...

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We need help out here!
We’re now gripped with fear!
At all costs: something,
Not ‘fruitless Nothing’
By all means do so:
Right here a go-slow! 
Shaking hands to rule:
Everyone...

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Severe surge regarding thou shalt not kill violations

Fifth commandment breached regularly
epidemic of gun violence in America
bullets fly, scream and tear into flesh
senseless rampant mass killings
rip...

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In the confusion 
so confounding, A Confliction, everyone’s conviction - to voice, to reason,

and 

nothing 

changes.


A man was murdered today in the streets,
Tomorrow, next week,...

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The loud threats on the doors inscribed 
Were from a Union just proscribed
For struggles it bloodshed prescribed,
And for them four Networks subscribed.

A group the men...

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My tears run from the coastline
To the Atlantic
My grief is fueled
By the flare of oil wells
My hope is dashed
By the disaster of oil spills
And my...

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When a nation cries, death rides the reaper is a stride, the loss of reasons in a Ludacris season, where men of nations think they...

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