Eugenic Poems - Poems about Eugenic

...As I 'gayly' reflect on your birthday tomorrow, I've reason for pause both in joy and in sorrow, But give me 'three minutes' and know, take this in, That forever I'll love you, divorce too, a win,......Read the rest...

... Taste the hate, the poisonous juice from the bitter fruit Evil seeds being spit out of the mouth, deadly wormwood desires formed at the root Chew the rancid leaves of seethe growin......Read the rest...

... Germany, 1933 ... It was a democratic fraud of a time The pale ghost of future war crimes rattled the chain, as unholy moans trumpeted Hitler’s power grab climb Paradoxically today, ......Read the rest...

...The eugenic scientist wanted me cloned because of my high IQ and beauty, after all, my friends and I went through the IQ and beauty test duties. Those who failed the test were denied access to......Read the rest...

...Eugenics is about monoculturing supremacist delusions of and for AnthroCentric Perfection. Eumemics is about multiculturing nutritional inclusions of and for Matriarchal-Iconic EarthTribe's natur......Read the rest...

...Barren the beach as ancient stars Gather in dreams; a light from above Twined amid eugenic moonbeams Beauty aglow, within passions eyes.. Angelic, brushed the canvas gentle waves Washed hither a......Read the rest...

...Barren is the beach, as ancient stars gather in dreams; a sprinkling from above.... Twined amid eugenic moonbeams; beauty glowing within loving eyes; angelic Brushed this canvas gentle waves; w......Read the rest...

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...Within the nucleus of human endeavor exists a growth of clandestine power confident in tyranny sewn from plunder groping with tendrils of cash to devour. Brave in plotting such social order ag......Read the rest...

...The shuffle of conception   veils intent behind promised order       until every umbrella-opened mind          ......Read the rest...

...The grasp of the dew-brushed nettle stung As the raven, his beak-cracked voice proclaimed, The desolator of all possible worlds Smelted in copper and finally named; Hung heavy with threads of fir......Read the rest...