Long Bombings Poems

Self-pardoning rights of predators and pirates
emperors and kings
CEOs and wealthy competitors
follow our over investment
in separating natural land and bodies
from oceanic surfing inside spirits,
yang ecopolitical strength of communal sight
from yin personal flow of sound,
resonant orthodox positive
and
negatively...

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I shan't try and be witty an engage in the norm 
peeking through such pain my eyes see dim 
as crushing temporal lesion push against 
soft tissue endings pounding my optic nerves 
from my forehead...

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In Chibok,
An IED finds it way 
Into the mind of a savage sect
And made good use of the emptiness.

In helplessness,
Some school girls are bundled up
From their school compound; 
Taken for a noisy ride into Sambisa;
From...

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(Written for both the Boston and 
Afghanistan bombings)

Who am I?...
Do I look like a terrorist?
Am I dressed like the soldier with 
frightened
hands and panic connected to a 
trigger?
I am just a boy hoping to marry...

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Let me tell you a true story.
Hopefully to show God’s power and His glory.
Two army buddies, friends that went A.W.O.L.
Absent without leave a military crime, a foul.

Two young men scared in Saigon, not more than...

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Back in the day the states gave them the weapons
Before media reality, before we were threatened
So we send off our men to avenge for 9-11
The event was tragic, but so is getting even

A change of...

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[This excerpt from a memoir I wrote 20 years ago seems sadly apropos given the recent mass murders and bombings]

This then is where my faith lies:that it will all work out in the long run,...

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More than 1,000 men, sometimes women
forced to clandestine detention centers.
Relatives mystified as to there whereabouts.
Some Russian troops bribed 
with money, weapons or ammunition.
Returning gave rise to evidence
of rape to both women and men,
constant beatings rendering...

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Each and every junction of a big city were blooding
Along with the relatives in dirty dark cabins
There was no age limit for the melancholic sobbing
Calling their lost friends, parents and cousins

They had lost  their...

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Give to me your sadness and I will give you joy
that you may know this the gift that our God employ
like the morning dew that lights upon the field
all of your sorrows will to your...

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I went straight from High school into the service,
I was feeling proud but extremely nervous.
My mother cried with tears of joy,
she said, “I will try to stop referring to you as my little boy.”

I arrived...

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People who tell it like it is
Are usually wrongfully targeted
People who tell the truth with ease
Are routinely are attacked or assassinated
The truth exposes the weaknesses of the oppressors
The truth empowers the victims who are weaker
The...

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2002 12 oct at Kuta on Bali
Locals and tourists went about 
Their day calmly.
This was going to be
a day that would change Bali forever,
the actions that happened next
was not smart and was not clever.
It was...

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The Scene: 
An explosion! 
From those picking.. limbs tear
cabbages and cucumbers  
combing children's hair
mixing with the backseat 
of a zealot's Mercedes Benz
the gunpowder,  smells of lamb, 
and cotton, all blend 
into a bitter,...

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Bath streets have sights on show
and houses sitting by the row
there’s not a place you cannot go
our crime level's always low

packed all year round with global tourists 
city centre market stools fruit veg florists 
nothing...

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Instead of bombing, shelling and trashing our neighbors
Let’s all do the highly popular fun ‘Jeru’ dance
By ‘Jeru’, I mean the Jerusalema beats and vibes
Of South Africa. My friends, imagine that we’re not strangers
To each other,...

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When bombs rained down a neighborhood
In Shiah, south Beirut one night
A brown haired boy tight clutched his toy,
A cuddly brown-furred bear, in fright.

And sobbing through the roaring din,
He whispered to his cuddly friend:
"Oh, Teddy, Teddy,...

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Down into the valley of socialization
Societal vices thrives without limitation
In my city, moral has worn the clothes of 
civilization
It's value have nosedived into the pit of 
humiliation
There both male and female feast just like 
the...

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US AND THE STATE OF THE WORLD

With our present world encapsulated
In a shell of abject tragedy, it’s becoming
Painfully difficult to pen pleasurable words
Of the beautiful glow of the graces of nature
As that of humankind blooms...

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Trust on the basis of truth: endless war,
it’s a tragedy, a great destruction of humanity;
It’s suffused with blood, pain and mortality,
a case for the rest of the whole entire history.

  While many who go...

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Guy in Guantanamo 

Catherine’s wheel spins round the revolution ever since that day her lover died 
when both lost the plot and their passion and she cried her grief into Bedlam
	
Guy jumped to his death...

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The Twenty first division of the airborne flying rats,
were perched upon a building ledge above my block of flats.
This way and that ,their beady eyes, sought targets on the square,
and then en masse, they launched...

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("Field of Dreams - Flanders 1917", 2020, original oil)
("Field of Dreams - Flanders 2017", 2020, original oil)

War and Peace

Everyone wants peace, 
the irony is it takes war to get it.
In this world of dog eat...

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I found an old, worn box 
Inside my antique dining hutch
It was filled with yellowed paper 
Greeting cards and such
The envelopes were dated back 
To nineteen thirty-nine
From far and wide in that December
On the eve...

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With a canvas this large, I chose black paper
And fruitlessly wrote with the same ink I did before
A silent voice calling out to the deaf
Smoke-strained and hoarse

Remaining static at 25
The smallest of steps pushed back...

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