Demagogue Poems - Poems about Demagogue

We walk with the information of quasars and the discernment of protoplasm. Each day we live and die, each day our tears run dry. Information is the rubble, the clutter of our civil war. Reality becomes disposable when fact and fevered fiction are made coequals, when the rampancy of lies massacres the truth. Each day we live and die,...

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Dump Trump - The demagogue Hitler reincarnate! Countdown to Armageddon precariously, lugubriously, hellaciously, and deleteriously hinges potential apocalypse now outcome, mere smattering weeks away if the brazen, fierce-some amazing dragon doth don trumps presidential throne - ships with whistling Dixie missiles at bay will be synchronized with aerial bombardiers to parlay a view to unleash nuclear weapons on cue destroying a vast...

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Like a dead rose Let’s expose The uniquely worst Politician Who dreams of being the best He’s no magician. A villainous bully or a convicted criminal Must not run for public office We will never have peace Things will never be normal Otherwise we will have ubiquitous Disenchantment and nonstop chaos Let the dead rose Fade away and decompose. Copyright © September 2024, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved. Hébert Logerie...

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Our current president was not heaven sent. He lost the election and is still hell bent. He's causing more divisiveness, more confusion, building a case on pure delusion. Trump's always been un-presidential, unfit to lead but now he won't transfer power and graciously concede. He could careless for the suffering, the sick, smack in the...

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They felt he could be trusted with their fate With comfortable words to free from blame He told a tale to which they could relate Where guiltless victimhood could be their claim With bleeding heart he said: “I feel your pain You sorry creatures need us for your aid From being active cause, you can abstain And leave it all to...

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Divisive, just like in the sad past Ethnicity, yet again is his mast Mouth sweetening for more votes to cast Assuring in words to flabbergast Glories used, which ended in a blast Only to capture their poor hearts fast God, always mentioned from first to last Underneath his mind, money is vast End please, the mandate for this outcast...

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to parlay view to unleash nuclear weapons on cue destroying vast swaths of flora and fauna, most inn no cent life forms pay hefty due to assuage aggressively cruel, enjoyably growling goal, and indubitably kick ass mindset worse than dengue fever will ensue a combustible domino effect ...

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Countdown to Armageddon precariously hinges potential apocalypse outcome, mere smattering days away if the brazen, fierce-some dragon doth don trumps presidential throne - ships with whistling Dixie missiles at bay will be synchronized with aerial bombardiers to parlay a view to unleash nuclear weapons...

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