Hostages Poems - Poems about Hostages

Freedom for those who stood to speak.' In a system rotten At every move it creaks." u k gaols used to frighten and Suppress the vast majority, justice is not.' This is a mess! Free your citizens ( enough of thought crimes!) You spoke Loud about some sausages.' Or was that karma Divine? Whatever quyeer reasons? I'm calling his time.'...

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Its a reggresive sight to see the condition of hostages Being released by hamas?? Its a sad counterpoint to the Whole sad situation.' And gnaws away at hope of there Being any good solution, any way to sanity..For barbarisam will But destroy all souls that employ it.' Enough.!! Time to Consider on our humanity surely' and the positives it can Facilitate.'...

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Hostages We read that three women held by Hamas have been freed and looked to be in good health The British TV and the press showed happy people in Israel as most of the reporting was done with an Israeli slant Of the Palestinians held hostage by Israel without trial, their suffering is overlooked but reports tell of...

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Hostages Miracle Man Labor Day 2024 Sometimes others make decisions, that will go against our grain. We allow sacrifices to be made of a few for the good of many, without refrain. It always seems so unfair, if you’re family of one of these few. Being told that,“a man’s gotta do, what a man’s gotta do” We thank God each morning, that we’re not one of the...

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Gaza's hostages   When IDF tried to free six of Hamas hostages  holed up in a tunnel, the six, two women and four men were found dead  three questions arise. When were the hostages shot? During the firefight? Or were they sacrifices? we know that the vile regime the Israel regime is capable of anything foul Hamas could have murdered  the hostages to stop the IDF...

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Hostages kidnapped: casualties of war After extorting pound of flesh lifetime humiliation drummed into captives hammering indelible nightmare no amount of therapy can expunge. Lifetime trauma inflicted perpetrators wage dead bodies littered makeshift triage death and destruction exhibit super fresh killing fields, where sally forth set pathmark to abominable gut wrenching ghastly hollow hellscape. Haunting horrid macabre scenes assault, batter, clobber, et cetera the senses death construed as mutual (of...

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They were wasting the hostages, This deftly handling in stages; Thirty minutes another one slew, Nor bothered they would soon be few... For the beauty of Twelve Million; They're not asking for A Trillion. Twelve fine girls,nine boys handsome And only Eight left for ransom Captor tells captives "I love you! Just that parents do not facts chew; Like I do kola and bitter pill... For...

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To my speech you all listen To plan to it hasten... Once your money is in my briefcase My behaviour I shall change The life - improving dollar in my embrace Hopes of your release within range... And no more of these upsetting speeches That threaten your earthly riches Sometimes seizing your breath A big havoc wreaking on your health Nor again will you...

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People have hopes and plans That they want to be They are often Very driven To make these Come true Also they often have Children they take along Children who rarely Have any say In how their life’s Will be The hopes and dreams Of the child Will never have A chance Adult plan and work Their dreams to have But the children Are...

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Hostages, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel’s Otages* by T. Wignesan This blood will never dry up on our land and those felled will lie there exposed. We’ll keep grinding our teeth for fear of blurting out we’ll not cry over these crosses upturned. But we’ll remember these laid low devoid of memory we’ll keep count of our dead as hours were numbered. They...

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Wailing in the city beyond bridge and bog Austerity choking the dreams in cribs Loans have dried up, at noon there is fog Leverage everything, he pawns his ribs She drinks and staggers to the new trade Traditions fall apart by the will to live Recession crawls and curls atop the spade Economy everywhere has nothing to give Except for the looters, fat...

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