Long Deportation Poems

Enough!
by Michael R. Burch

It’s not that I don’t want to die;
I shall be glad to go.
Enough of diabetes pie,
and eating sickly crow!
Enough of win and place and show.
Enough of endless woe!

Enough of suffering and vice!
I’ve...

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World War II Poems and Holocaust Poems - IV - Primo Levi

Shema
by Primo Levi
translation by Michael R. Burch

You who live secure
in your comfortable houses, 
who return each evening to find
warm food, 
welcoming faces...

consider whether this...

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Additional free advice to those* who would be King from the THIRUK-KURAL with Commentary
[*like presidents, prime ministers, dictators of declining (falling or fallen) nations or even empires]

K442: urranOy niikki uraa amai munkaakkum
   ...

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Their rending cries, when all is still, reecho in the moonlight;
They lie about in fitful slumber on the ground at noonlight,
Their virgin hair spread in the dust; for nothing really matters:
Who then will see their...

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Untaught vocabulary seems to retard
our insanity multiplied by free speech
which becomes nothing more then
profanity to the public ear when not heard
through the committed

Outsourced, spun and sold to the masses
by the media who wish to entrance...

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Several European countries have already previously banned home schooling in 
their own countries by punishing home schooling parents and taking their children
away from them.  Those parents know they can't find sanctuary  in the...

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The American Presidential Election on 8th November 2016
Will determine the nation’s future policies and government
Its candidates will qualify by caucuses and primaries successes
And all most definitely with seriousness will give addresses

Hillary Clinton is a democrat...

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Here we go, 
        so far from in the know.
How did these candidates get chosen,
  	funded by the corporate private money unseen and unfrozen?
They sing, they dance,...

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Paul Celan (1920 in Cernauti, Romania  - 1970 in Paris) was a poet and translator. Paul
Antschel was born into a Jewish family in Romania, but as a writer used the pseudonym
"Paul Celan," becoming one...

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Dragon loves his penguins! Oh that we know quite well.
So…Dragon ask for their own little, silver, fire retardant, suits, do tell!
Oh Lord A Mercy! The little penguins dress up sooo very cute, too!
But leave it...

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Your vision is clear
No longer deafened
But able to hear
Child to man, you stand
Your time is now
Lashing motion of your judgmental hand
Tongue and teeth gnashing a solid command:
'As a man forged flesh and bone
Of my native...

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*Hello everyone, I know I have been out a few weeks but i'm back to reposting my old poems. I believe this one was from 2019 so enjoy!*

Good morning class!

Today we have a very important...

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My first poetry reading on April 15, 2011 at Café Jolesch in Zittau

This evening I read the first five of my poems before an audience in the beautiful Art
Nouveau atmosphere of Café Jolesch under the...

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Dedicated to a fine poet on soup, Lin Lane
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I shook hands with my brother and bade him farewell
Then set off on my journey away from this hell
Mexico I’d head for and buy a small farm
Meanwhile...

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Some serious religious sophomores claim Christ ('Witness' Bluff)
Almost like Columbus: to hit the Other, take their STUFF

Nothing Doing here; I am a Minister of Jesus' Gospel
For the same Reason they fled HERE to Native Indian...

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(alternately titled: ah me go march'n home on derange)

I'll play the devil's advocate, yet
prepare a stance with pitchfork
     against misinterpreted faux attempt
     to describe, how whet
d'ya column...

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Being A Superhero ,Stop the crime and Save the whole universe:
Fight crimes and save lives.
With superpowers, one day.
Might save the planet!
Are we truly pure?
Innocent mortals that are attached
to the surfaces of Earth as if they
were...

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He loved her more than life,
He wanted her to be his wife.

He begged her for one more day, 
To hear him out, what he had to say.
She said "I can’t talk, I'm busy, go away."

For...

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Street gangs are growing like ears of corn
Money, greed , and hatred are now being born.
They find it so much easier to be bad than to be good
Values are no longer held as they should.

Many...

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Zealots, one by one, with steadfast passion
         serving God as Master
      in enthusiastic fashion -
       ...

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Going against his own promises, Donald Trump's administration deported the first DREAMer we know of—someone with the legal right to live, work, and study in the United States under the Deferred Action for Childhood Arrivals...

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The Statues of the Land are Weeping

The statues of the land are weeping
weeping in Dakota hills
for all the blameless dead.
The bald eagle cries out still
with Native blood on his head.
Vultures devour what remains
of a people’s...

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the man across the street
walks tenderly
   on hallowed soil
he can’t   believe 
   has space
   for him.

Every day
the man across the street
dusts off his   two ...

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Transitions are hard, and at times can be scary. 
Like Frankenstein coming up out of the grave, 
Or the devil staring you down with a stake. 
Holy cow the fear is talking now, 
And it...

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Sometimes....
I think that I might be allergic to life...

Like, every sarcastic remark,

Like every rude response,

Like every eye roll,
Every rebuttal, 
given about every infraction...

Isn't me being snarky or difficult, 
But an allergic reaction. 

Like every angry,...

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