Long Gestapo Poems

Part 2.

Come on in, the phone is on the wall there. I’ll go and change. You’re on the Massey farm. Do you want a bite to eat with your coffee?

Yeah, thanks. Genecia looked around, the...

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What Kind of People Are We

In a Shakespearean sense of tragedy and doubt the well-used
“To Be or Not To Be” from Hamlet is not the question I shall
discuss in this narrative. Rather, I shall consider...

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Part 1



Genecia, was an angry girl. Actually, Genecia was always angry, 24/7, 365 days a year. This was even reinforced by her own mother, who told her often enough
Genecia, you were born angry. Well, if...

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What is a thought?
What is not?
Not making a confession
Not impressed by expression
Expression that hides
Expression that guides
Guides my poetic heart
Guides my collective art
Art can attract
Art is abstract
Abstract like mankind
Abstract is the mind
Mind is no Gestapo
Mind is...

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how the  else you going to progress
if you don't Sherlock Holmes the mirror
look what we've become
men hunting each other
for sport money and babes
an insane ability to believe anything
and that's all there is to it
you...

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Ninety-Three Daughters of Israel
a Holocaust poem by Chaya Feldman
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

We washed our bodies
and cleansed ourselves;
we purified our souls
and became clean.

Death does not terrify us;
we are ready to confront him.

While alive we...

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LIBERTY MONGER NOW OWNS PROTEST 
   AGAINST COUP FOR SUPREME COURT TO IMPEACH:

HIM AND BUNKUM "FAKE"  AS HIS TAJ MAHAL 
   ANALOGOUS TO A PSEUDO PHALLUS SIZED LEECH

SIMPLY VISIT THE...

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         A woman speaks:
“I will live in a tent, or demand I pay no rent!
My name is Sally, I want everything free!
To God, I never will bend...

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Winds of change 
are fanning the flames 
are fanned by the deranged. 
The flames of misdirection, 
the winds giving chase 
(orchestrated by instruments to enrage. 
Horned cheering section.) 
Drones of the BlackRock, riders in holdings...

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Sophie Scholl was raised a Christian in a Lutheran family
Born in the town of Forchtenberg in south west Germany
For standing defiant against evil with her young life she'd pay
In a country that was in deep...

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HURRICANE HATTIE                                 ...

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Let me take you back
To 1942
In Sagan ( Zagan ) Poland
In World War II
 
Their was built a camp
For prisoners of war
Primarily Air Force
Heroes galore
 
The site was selected
To escape them tunnelling
Deterring their efforts
In freedom...

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Have we gone to far to take it back?
    Like a fast running train that has jumped it’s track
Can we gather the pieces that we’ve thrown away?
    And seek...

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Imagine a world if they made it first
Their want to dominate would continue to thirst
Heavy Water to be their goal
More innocent lives, more lost souls
 
The German want for Nuclear Arms
Brought them to, Telemark's charms
A...

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A woman speaks....
I will live in a tent, or demand I pay
no rent!
My name is Sally, I want everything free!
To God, I never bend a knee!
For my community nothing will I ever do!
For the USA,...

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*Bonhoeffer*

If ever I had a role model it would be he
For he is as bold as they came
Preaching the gospel during the most turbulent times
Undermining Hitler and the Gestapo
He was a pastor
He was a spy
He...

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She walked unawre on sinking sands.
Thinking, ah..the world was so grand.
What a huge mistake!
Her trust of fellow poets!Too great!

Defaming her name in a poem??
The sea's foam urged her to roam.
Bullying her was simply not enough.
"Let's...

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Michael, the archangel,
was found dead on my lawn this morning -
stuffed inside a Gestapo boot. 
Crisp, black leather 
containing the remnants 
of abandoned halos and wasted youth,
boiled in a caldron of political mire.

A hierarchy of...

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How much lower could I go?
How much more could I take?
Hadn't I had my fill, 
my share
more than my share?
And you held my head underneath
the water in the wooden trough
you, gestapo god
and by christ
you did...

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Broremann’s war
 
Spring, 1945, German troops in his town were walking about not
carrying arms, they spoke to the locals in a friendly manner.
Looking back it was peace before the peace. Near Broremann's home
there was a...

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This world has become so depressing 
cutting to the soul removing the rights of prayer 
everyday listening to a gestapo styled media that tells nothing but lies 
morning noon and night it speaks of nothing...

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He sucked the thin tube inward
pulling the smoke into his lungs
until the tip glowed fiercely.
Warm lemon tea,
lean body
coiling
on an abdominal spring.

“A Gestapo Officer
was searching – hunting.
He found us backed against a wall
in a small attic...

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He sucked the thin tube inward
pulling the smoke into his lungs
until the tip glowed fiercely.
Warm lemon tea,
lean body
coiling
on an abdominal spring.

“A Gestapo Officer
was searching – hunting.
He found us backed against a wall
in a small attic...

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Nothing has ever divided the USA this hard since the Civil War.
Mask or no mask? Adamantly for, adamantly against.
No middle standers.

Portland’s secret police – gestapo or necessary?
Why only “Democratic” cities? This is concerning.
We never had...

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The pontiff and I

Finally, the pope left, I saw him leave in a helicopter, dressed
in fetching white, his bishops wore black dresses with red stripes like the Norwegian Gestapo wore during the war.
They say 1.5...

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