Political Imagination Poems

There’s a power in silence,
or just a single word,
the strength of any message,
relies on being heard.

There’s the power of love,
in finding your passion,
and following your...

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  Martin Luther King Jr. Day is coming again
     Ho-hum, can we all pretend
  It's a deeply meaningful holiday
...

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A non-impartial juror is as guilty as a criminal
He or she lies, he or she believes in lying
That’s absolutely illegal. I am fair and ethical
I...

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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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Close your eyes my friend and you might once again 
hear our laughter clinging to the breeze that moves through the open windows of childhood...

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My flag is not black n white with a blue streak 
My flag is not a field of white stars n scars of machine guns
My...

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This land of entitlement 
entertainment and enterprise 
lost burnt broken...despised 
skeletal structures reaching 
griping 
clutching 
scraping this infernal sky!

Arcane factories sit on horizons 
haunted like...

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Enemy Mine


An enemy imagined is greater than an enemy that is real. For a real enemy can be killed, but an imagined enemy is invincible....

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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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Sing this song of immortality 
This rhythm of life lived in neuro fire
Feel the tone of deep oscillations
Taste the song on tongues divided!

The rise of...

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HALLOWEEN POLITICS: A HAIKU TRILOGY 

Halloween…coming…
Aping today’s politics:
No treats…just more tricks:- 
		
Offering false treats,
Evil candidates ape ghosts;
Tricking scared voters:-

Halloween precedes
Coming midterm elections;
Voting tricks abound:-...

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Unsettled Calm

Why am I writing this, 
when they say... 
really no one cares? 
I don't believe they are right. 
The more "they" try to prove...

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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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The eyes are the window into the soul.
A passageway into the darkest nights 
of deepest dreams.

To the eternal nightmares of ancient lands
Where streets run as...

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The soul reaps its rewards
as it is compromised 
as tomorrow never dies.

A faded glory...

Souls linger on, in either heaven 
nor Hell only Purgatory. 

Futures are...

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