Long Liberators Poems

Like the twelfth
juror in the play
I must say I am not
convinced
For I know a recipe
for trouble 
I have seen the
double standards
And I do not approve
this for Kenya
I will never approve
it, and neither
Would you, dear
friend of...

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Climate change,
like most,
if not all,
unwelcome change,
too often violent and deranged
and hopelessly redundant,
remains conservatively controversial
as to who started It.

Yet this issue of inheritance
fades into insignificance
when confronted by our tsunamic evidence
of who is secularly
and sacredly
responsible for healing...

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I am Flight Sgt Ramsay Roe, and my memories have faded,  
Of my experiences in Burma, and their chronological order, 
But into my memory’s deep recesses i have dug and waded, 
Although the exact...

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Home
How long will people die at the hands of mercenaries
How long will I be ridiculed on my own continent
How long will nature endure the harm being done to the land
There’s no place like home, no...

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When our cries travel not again through the sky
And the sun shines directly on our barren heads
Communal labour to clear filth render to apologies
The wise who hear and cautions spoke of no truth
And the land...

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Question frequently asked by
those who did not join the liberation struggle


Nothing. When we realized you weren't with us in exile
We invented a rainbow nation but lightning struck it
Shattered it into the trails of our political...

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Recent confrontations
between older RightWing defenders of orthodox violence
and younger LeftWing liberators for inclusive cooperative peace
and restorative,
therapeutic green justice,
have all been massively mediated
between Donald Trump's Make America Grotesque Again campaign threats
to promote unhealthy narcissistic uniformity 
against...

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A civil war flared up and raged on for freedom
Unequal it was, this bloody war for honour and secession
The natives renamed their land Bangladesh
Inviting anew the wrath of a desperate West

The army’s presence then, was...

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We bind the wounded
Encourage the hurted
Rebuke the wayward
Enjoin the truthful...
Rejoice in the Just...
Prosper in elect ones

Goes the adage.. in time..
..Winds are tied up...
..In hope for The Dawn...
...Yester's liberators
Are they not today's
Most feared tyrants....

.....Were we not...

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Women have been battered and abused 
Since day one
Systemic domestic violence
We are so done
A movement has started #me too
That has opened up the doors
To shine a light and give a voice to those
Who say "I...

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What they saw, that seminal liberation day,
Defied, at first, all comprehension;
The winding dirt road uncoiled to a clearing,
Snaked to primal ordinariness, a camp, militia deserted.
Static gates, fences of rust stained barbed wire,
Ramshackle huts in the...

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Great thoughts are the great means we have
To rise from the lows and miseries of life
And soar high to the levels never reached
By those who never had to suffer the pain
The setback, unmerited, that fell...

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Lying under oath
With an American pin on their shirts
They wave the US strategy
Dance ‘n Killing and Smiling

They plunder our economy
Using the propaganda to show nothing is wrong
The fox is in their bed to fill the...

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I heard the  promise of freedom,
Became an eager volunteer,
Welcomed you to my country
When  you arrived here.
Now, my world is in ashes.
My life in despair
I worked in your cause
But you just don’t  care.

You...

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I guess Im an old geezer, to me amazed by the first pocket calculator, but there 
are a few words or phrases that I cannot stomach.  They make me crazy (Like I 
ain't crazy...

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Father's Dislike
American hero, a man my father would ing hate, was a real golden ball boy. Olympic athlete, he saw and did it all. Jessie Owens, Nazi Berlin, history being made.Making history.Joined the air force....

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A story should I tell you; not an ancient one,
Modern men too in their madness how from truth shun;
Cultures changes; how lives, like ghosts, yet, blind beliefs!
To the very humans how these bring endless griefs!

Possibilities...

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Hail this American killing machine!

Our power multiplied by our 
	ability to market
		abomination
And damnation of enemies
	following a leader
		we see criminal
Though not voted for by citizens
	or questioned by legislature
		or put on trial
Not to spread democracy but to
	force...

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No God for Expiation
By Sy Roth

Held in ungodly thrall
Their bodies wracked blasphmely dry
Loosley held together by the striped cloth.

Typhus-infested, David-starred beasts
Caricatures of humanity
Carved into beasts of burden

Only worthy of torture, or
Zyklon deaths---
Their punishment for existence

Work,...

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The heart of a man thrives wholly
with the respect of a woman whose nurturing
soul is not threatened by his strength
but finds comfort in his protective care.

The love of a woman is won completely
by a man...

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