Long Serial killers Poems

See
by Michael R. Burch

See how her hair has thinned: it doesn’t seem
like hair at all, but like the airy moult
of emus who outraced the wind and left
soft plumage in their wake. See how her eyes
are...

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Sandy Hook Call to Love
by Michael R. Burch
 
Our hearts are broken today
for our children's small bodies lie broken;
let us gather them up, as we may,
that the truth of our Love may be spoken;
then, when...

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Modus Operandi of psychopaths and sociopaths

They are all around us, seeking to destroy us,
if not to kill us, to maim us, for life
physically, mentally, emotionally
morally, financially.

They are the psychopaths and sociopaths!

Now psychopaths are rare indeed,...

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Galloping hooves broke morn's peace in Soup Creek's Main Street
When Jimmy Smith rode in from Bar 20 his face white as a sheet
He stopped at Sheriff Koplins office and banged heavily on the door 
"What's...

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You want emotion...
Tell me, ask me, beg me to show you my soul, my secret place where my muses dwell.
My living hell. The tainted sea of all me, so what...so you can wash in the...

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(A SHORT COMMENTARY ON THE 21ST CENTURY CIVILIZATION)  


This story goes on to throw light on the 21st century civilization. And in that political era, the religious and political atrocities, which ended up as...

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The sign actually said ‘Universal Disposal’ but the haggard squalid creature 

Had no time for such ephemeral discourse he could just about spell his name

Kanja meaning water born and his parents had hoped he would...

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Thirty Eight ( Corny Cancer Poem) For Sharon

Hallmark has a million cards in their catalog
And not one of them says,
Life Sucks
American greetings had nothing that says
Thirty-eight and  Never coming home
So I hope it’s not...

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IF GOD GIVES UP ON US

Open season
the games have begun
We be target practice
Shoot randomly
no penalty

Kill at will
...if you will
Lives don't
matter to the people
you're chanting to

Kill for thrill
new sport
Kill at will
...if you think
Lives matter
watch the gavel...
justice...

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TRUMP POEMS AND EPIGRAMS II

Quite Con-trary
by Michael R. Burch aka "The Loyal Opposition"

Trumpy, Trumpy,
fat, balding and lumpy,
how does your Rose Garden grow?
“With venom and spleen
and everything mean,
and my gasket about to blow!”

Trumpy, Trumpy,
obese and dumpy,
why...

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...“ ‘There’s this Hitler guy who’s trying to kill
every fallen Jew that happens my way,
you think six million would’ve slaked his thirst,
but he still rants and raves, seeking to slay.

“ ‘And there is this Stalin...

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Where one grain of sand can become a castle 
crumbing it has lost all compass bearing truth 
loosing all sense of living reality twisted under moral direction
pretending to care with uneducated values 
calling insanely on...

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Cormack Langton paced down the long tunnel,
tired from the job he’d just completed,
hunting a Nephilim abomination,
a task that he had often repeated.
He had the scars of several dozen fights,
the price he paid for doing what’s...

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So I sit here and self reflect going through the lessons I was taught and forced to 
spit out the right answers I disagreed with and now have the chance to say Hitler 
was the...

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Whats in the news today
and how much snow is on the ground
they say in the paper there is 2 600 homeless people
in my home city
but word of mouth and the people who work...

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It seems to me there are two types of people in the world…at least as far as I can see…there are those people who drink coffee…then there’s people who don’t…like Deborah and me.

When we mention...

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Beneath the full moon's illumination, two darkly dressed
Figures are quietly digging, gentlemen collectors, of the
Cadavers of the undead, desecration's henchmen of
Greed’s loosened purse strings, murders of the dead flesh
Trade.
Grave diggers for hire, the fresher the...

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I wish my brain could keep up with itself. The thinking part moves so quickly, so that the remembering part is left to play catch up. So many beautiful thoughts and statements. By beautiful I...

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I wish my brain could keep up with itself. The thinking part moves so quickly, so that the remembering part is left to play catch up. So many beautiful thoughts and statements. By beautiful I...

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The day would pass in blissful brightness, with our brains on auto-pilot. The stories we'd tell and the memories we'd conjure up from years past, one couldn't help but think we were all running on...

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My old lady dropped a needle
From the cloth she was sewing
A fart of zaracatan or tailor's fart buzzed
That, in the silence of the afternoon
Made me flee quickly from the sewing room.
The news from an old...

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beneath the veneer of a stable self
beneath the thin veil required to 
pass through our own everyday reality
s/he bears just beneath her/his skin
the gnashing of the teeth &
s/he does it so well that
one would never...

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I was arrested this morning in bed
The evidence was very overwhelming
I was bloody and bleeding all over
In a frenzy last night
After some wine
Apparently I committed atrocities

As I sit inside this bare white interrogation room
I can...

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Will Voters Rule Sperm are Persons?

By Elton Camp

When a recent referendum was voted down
There came a smile after the initial frown
Another group of folks, protection needed
So to arrange for another vote they speeded

Folks down there...

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What did I do?

I don’t understand my life
I don’t understand the Life
I am suffering a lot
Day by day and day to day
When will this be over?
When? When?!

Evil psychopaths following me
Psychopaths: Oh, no. No, no
Sociopaths, like...

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