Holocaust Humor Poems

It’s every farm-fed turkey’s yearly dread –
an ungobbeble holocaust, it’s said
when every steroid injected turkey breast
inflates to unnaturally grotesque.
And, please, don’t mention Lincoln’s name,
to every...

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I have heard all your excuses 
I have listened to all your pleas
It is time to pay the pipers 
With the sweet tears of your...

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All has abandon you…

Destroy your Christ 
your God 
your idols 
Hypocrisy
They will all fall apart!

Your Lords and your Artificial Christ!

Lay bear it’s mechanical heart
Rebuild it...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Speechless at Auschwitz
by Ko Un
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

At Auschwitz
piles of glasses
mountains of shoes ...
returning, we stared out different windows.

Ko Un speaks for all...

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Those of us
who have had guilty pleasures
of owning valuable real property,
like a car
and rental property
and office equipment

Office buildings,
solar inverters,
and nuclear holocaust delivery systems
but not privately...

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(using)       profanity
(listening)   heavy metal
(voting)      Donald Trump
(abstaining) bathing
(acting)     ...

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I'm listening to my least favorite inside voice
again
still reminding me in inconsistent Yang denial
of his own internal Yin belonging
to non-violently long for resolutions
toward a more...

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Your grandfather wants to apologize
not just for voting for Donald Trump,
but also for praying he would continue in Presidential Office
with YHWH's fertile blessings
of sacred ChristCentered...

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I was interviewing farmers
about how they see Presidential performance
in Trump's first year as CEO
of this USA,
incorporated
for a yet more perfect Union:

Well, I believe he only...

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I already hear the Twittering Trumpers
and Trumpettes
in their unholy locker rooms
reducing the marching evolution of nurturing feminist matriarchs
to another whine,
too gooey,
shrill and screechy,
nagging nanny stroll...

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I have no idea what to write about. No idea at all.
 I stare at the blank page before me completely lost.
 My imagination has...

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How could a father tell his son
that seeing people boarding 
trains and sleeping in bunker 
beds was only a silly game? 
I'm sure, he never...

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