Like Kings Poems - Poems about Like Kings

No Kings Day Everyday The fear I felt last November Has Swollen Like a Hindenberg blimp directly Overhead Seconds from exploding Time and space back to 1775. How Now sent troops’ marching feet Bear a din, underscoring beat, Compelling Alarm Urgently To ask, to answer the question: How might we align our democracy...

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A pretty big gate it was... Overseeing the strict soldiers at the entrance. Firmly, they stood with heavy weapons. Stepped inside the picturesque place, Gentle girls welcomed with grace. A beautiful big lawn, Guarded by patient pawns, Ample aesthetic rooms around, Occupied by pretty people abound. Classical songs were playing on one side, Dancers accompanied them the other side. People indulged in their adorable arts, Celebrating...

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kings hierarchies are the stuff of stories of history of the stage featuring the impossible splitting of simply nothing...

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See, folks, here's the thing: in a republic, there is no king, and in a democracy such as yours or ours, no one is allowed to have absolute powers. One of your president's tragic flaws is that he believes he's above the law; and while he has scaled the political heights, it doesn't mean he can trample human rights. The presidency is not...

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As citizens not subjects ~ we heartily gather with heads held high...

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No King’s! Day of defiance ...

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We our blessed with many freedoms in America… We may not always agree on what freedoms each of us select… and where we often get into trouble is when our opposing views of freedom intersect. We are free to choose our leaders… even those who when trying to be a king…cause us suffering and shame… and when this happens, because...

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When God's fire burns so bright, It changes us into glorious light. His children now, His Name we bear, A love so deep, who can compare. By His stripes, we are healed, By His Blood, our destiny is sealed. Sons and daughters, strong we stand, Held within His everlasting Hand. Saved by grace, adorned in robes so white, Clothed in His Righteousness, shining bright. With...

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They were armed with spears forged by their sun god Mighty and mean, terrifying mountain-like marauders The commander told them the battle would be fierce Their enemies arrived with their own copper spears Their breastplates and helmets were equal to the task The battle raged for three days; the field smelled like blood Evenly matched, the warriors continued on their quest Smashing...

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she she walked along the silken shore crocheting thoughts and even more morning could not unravel her men’s lustful eyes freely traveled her she cleaned the windows of my soul laying together between satin sheets she took my life and rhymed for me those lines which had always dangled free and in her hands i could be an emperor of my destiny hers was a life...

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As blue cornflowers decorate each field giving hope in July. Kings learn many new opportunities; probing questions; real self-therapy; unblemished veracity with Xyris yearly zest....

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Mama we are your Abba Fathers Kings-Sons-Queens-Daughters Mother we are your children We should have understood And who to say we didn’t or should As adults what we were When we were children Mother’s embrace to Elohim Abba Father His Kingdom Kings/Sons, His Queens/Daughters We now embrace, mother’s embracement now in such ---A beautiful place For all eternity, Hallelujah thanks be to...

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Stories breath light on my spirit, Silence the melancholy, reveal the gentle Listen to the voice of a grace that clings to me, From the One who sings shelter through His everlasting love. Images sing beautiful to my soul, Releasing the music – stars out of control, Promising joy, peace and so much more, From the One who lasts forever, a melody...

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A kingdom is an ancient place Whereby secrecy is a norm The doors have ears A kingdom is a home Whereby safety is imperative The windows are closed It is that lingering feeling, As you hear the sound of the sea Speaks in tongues Know that you have arrived As you feel the wind Release that air Know that you have obtained It...

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The kings of backgammon, descendants of Bulgarian kings and Austro-Hungarian princes Russian counts and countesses, Czech barons Your ancestors have seen better days. They accepted their fate as the natural state of affairs And when it turned out to be just a fickle fortune They had the nurture and tact not to show their shock, Though usually such a ruthless discovery crushes...

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