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The big bully of the civilised world the Russian Federation
Launched a barrage of missiles today hitting a NATO nation
Two innocent people lost their lives in the country of Poland
It's time for the west and NATO, to man up and make a stand.
Intentional or not the west and NATO, they should not ignore
Or we going to accept it was accidental until they fire more
Russia will no doubt blame Ukraine, that's the story they'll tell
The west now needs to send Putin a message and unleash hell.
Vladimir Putin the aggressor started, this war in Ukraine
Its now time to stand to him and inflict on him great pain
You cannot reason with a terrorist country and that is a fact
No more pussyfooting around ,NATO and the west needs to act.
From day one that psychopath has been spoiling for a fight
He now needs to be shown the power of NATO's military might
Putins ageing equipment from World war 2 is no match for the west
Its now time to put our firepower, and highly trained armies to the test.
Written on 15th November 2022
I look pleadingly
into their apathetic eyes
as they pull out
the last of my fingernails -
The pain is excruciating
and I pass out amid my
heartrending screams.
When I come to
I am engulfed
in total darkness.
I find myself lying
it appears in my own
blood, sweat and filth.
I try looking around
but could see nothing;
I touch gingerly
and find my eyes
swollen shut,
My nose punched
into a bloody pulp,
My lips torn open and
all my teeth knocked out.
Jesus, where am I,
What have they done to me,
What do they want of me,
I know nothing
I am just a regular Joe
struggling to raise a family,
Hoping to live the American dream;
What would I know of the
Jihadi cell or the terrorist network?
I begin to quiver in sheer fright -
Oh God, did they bring me here
just because my name is
M U H A M M A D?!
I was not going to publish this until the 20th anniversary of the September 11, 2001 terrorist events that have changed the USA and its place in the World. I began and finished writing it this morning. You may not believe it, as I see it, but you should consider what you do believe and take action. To be complacent, and remain detached, is to soon change this country, the first ever, founded on personal freedom, to one with the hand of big brother controlling all we do. Think about it..... WAKE UP AMERICA!!!
Twenty Years of Terror
By Franklin Price
09/03/2021
On nine one one, back in oh one, the tall twin towers fell.
Downed by Mid Eastern terrorists who brought us living hell.
Using two hijacked airliners, full of passengers and all,
Downed the towers in Manhattan, flew into them, made them fall.
There were two other missions on that nine – eleven day.
As the towers crashed into the earth, they were both well on their way.
One slammed into the Pentagon, our major military site.
Also flown by terrorists in their suicidal flight.
Last one headed for the White House, that's what many people say.
Heroes stopped that mission, in a PA field that day.
The USA, surprise attacked, not by some country we could fight,
But by suicidal terrorists who would take us into night.
Twenty years of US darkness were then entered by those deeds.
Growing on the fields of history are many governmental weeds.
Osama Bin was Seal Team killed, was supposedly the man.
The end of it is not yet here, though we've left Afghanistan.
The terrorists have had their way, now the leaders of that land.
Striving for some recognition. Are we marching to their band?
We are not now, the who we were, when those tall twin towers fell.
We do our best, to beat ourselves, turning our Heaven into Hell.
Representatives in Washington don't give a damn about the rest.
They're directed by the super rich, don't pass the democratic test.
It's time that We the People bring ourselves into the light.
Join our hands and work together, or it will be, forever night.
The price we pay
For these countries of ours
Battlefield loss
Coffined towers
Daughters and sons
Gunned down
Patriotic souls
Perish, under Nature's sun
Terrorist war, i cant understand
To fight each other, my thoughts bland
Muslim, Sunni or Shiite Bro's
Severe grudge, Suicide blows
No faith, can comprehend
The sender of this degenerate send
Martyr's picked, soon forgotten
As the world denounces, faiths so rotten
West Bank, Basra, Baghdad too
Exhibits in this modern Zoo
Kill your neighbour, slay a friend
On the news, images send
Close to home these cowards strike
Maim and kill, their consience wiped
Off to where they are supposed to go
Forever land, where nothing flows
If faith exists on this magic land
Would what you see, be in its plan
To do what we do, and think it's best
All faiths would be, under arrest
If we are all under the one
So many wrongs have humans brung
For this Highlander to understand
Who is indeed, in charge of this land
Before you answer, please observe
To actually who, do humans serve
So many idols, are they human made
Whose do we walk, on earths esplanade
The answer is there for all to know
Open minds, allow the flow
It may not be, what you think it's been
It may be around you, everyday seen
Nature, nature in your might
Observe this planet, in your sight
Render wrongs, display whats true
Remind your tribes, what they should do
Way back then, explosion new
The cycle of me and you
If we don't understand what we are here for
Misfortunes of War & Beyond no More
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/war-2.php
For crying out loud America!.
Because of you I'm unemployed!
I can no longer threaten you with violence..
And I'm really very annoyed.
It's my job to make you fearful..
I'm an extremist and political threat..
But you are shooting each other in mass numbers..
And that was my job.. or did you forget?
How can I now be a Martyr?
You've stolen the World nightly news!
Another mass shooting in America!
Someones bad temper has blown a fuse!
You no longer fear the terrorist..
I'm no threat to the way you live..
However.. you fear thy neighbour..
You'd rather shoot and kill instead of forgive.
Unafraid of my stalker Jay Townsend Johnson Henry Jamaican Tampa native data breach cyber attack identity fraud truly sad she was born 1972 clearly obsessed with my identity my prayers are with this stalker arrived with a gunman to end my life 8-14-2003 attempted to impersonate me and extort my American poetry I’m sending prayers because arson murderer Ciro Gargano hired this stalker to obstruct justice in the arson murders of 9 people because I wore wires pregnant for the Fbi they then ignited a car bomb in my face to destroy my brain to allow her to become me after death that failed cause I survived the car bomb Ciro Gargano his brother Peter decided to embezzle my traumatic brain injury claim to pay this imposter off that failed she went crazed crazy obsessed fatal attraction dangerous she believed she was actually me this is very traumatic and scary I feel unsettling but I must be brave stop identity fraud equivalent to ISIS terrorist cyber attacks on government offices truly horrid staying in my faith god bless America
Wood chew believe aye took stock...?
Upon a whim, an endeavor
arose to communicate
cumulative key whatchamacallit,
yea...nuggets o' wisdom, asper
about yours truly no reason, nor
rhyme unwinding, tooling sputtering
most vexing mystery more
baffling than any whodunnit,
asper in this ole rattle trap to whit,
which drab filler hoop fully doth newt
induce thee to vomit
while this true bore doer sits here twit
tilling thumbs, one doubting Thomas
addresses, (albeit favoring abridged titbit
alphabetized list), I attempt (collusion
gluten, GMO free), aye solicit
motley fool, not to accrue superprofit
unbiased worded atypical, bohemian
rhapsodizing non mercurial portrait
most challenged since umpteenth orbit
whiling away this last May 2019 Tuesday
around nearest star circle game
impossible mission exit
or at least until after exhausting
without courting death
senescence to delimit.
ME? ANTI THE FOLLOWING::>
aggression, alcohol, apartheid, authoritarianism,
billboard, bureaucratic, censorship, church,
cigarette, anticlericalism, anticolonialism,
commercialism, communism, conglomerate,
conventional, corporate, corruption,
counterfeiting, crime, cruelty, cult, defamation,
diarrheal, dogmatic, dumping, elitism,
establishmentarianism, fascism,
fashion, formalist, fraud, fur, guerilla, gun,
hierarchical, hijack, hunter, king, illiterate,
litter, lynching, macho, materialism, militarism,
miscegenation, monarchical, monopolist,
mosquito, nationalist, nepotism, noise, nuclear,
obesity, pesticide, plague, pollution, poverty,
racist, racketeering, rape, religion, revolutionary,
riot, royalist, sexist, shoplifting, slavery, smog,
smoker, smuggling, snob, subversive, tax,
terrorist, theft, tobacco, totalitarian, violence,
vivisectionist, welfare.
What About You?
My daughter wrote a story for her class project.
It is about an imaginary voyage of a 13-year-old
with her family from Spain to America,
In the year 1673.
She used an excellent vibe to bring the effect of
A handwritten note in a diary.
The paper, soaked in the liquor of tea overnight,
looked exactly like an old page from a diary!
I was astonished to see the finished product.
“Marvelous!” I thought.
The laptop battery died today; I am tapping with
Words with the charger connected; It is tied down with its destiny.
There is good news, bad news, many news surfing
through the internet.
The story of one boy, killed
As he was a suspect as a terrorist….
A huge beep on the phone with an amber alert, active right now.
I am tapping with words with the charger connected.
Through all these, I need to reach somewhere, badly.
God, please grant me the strength to live for one more day,
Let me be alone in my bundles of pieces, notes which I love!
Through my poems of life, I would like to see a brighter day
Just like a prayer, through the wisdom of introspection, above!
Today I shed a tear for us
because it breaks my heart knowing
that we will stand up for hate and tragedy
but can't see the blasphemy that's right in front of us in the country
you see they call the radicals terrorist
because their ears are no longer plugged
and polluted with this poison the government is spewing
and it's shame you don't see it but you hear about it
maybe you're used to the smell of raw sewage
I mean how can you vote for a two party system
which is designed to make sure the rich folk stay rich folk
I'm wide awoke this ain't on no conspiracy theory b.s.
vote yes for the revolution it's coming
stop ignoring what's right in front of you stop fronting
name one politician who's ever fought for the people
and yet you call these war criminals just people?
We work the hardest but they keep the profit
we the they the pimps
truth hurts don't it I guess I should stop it
we ass backwards minimum wage for taxpayers
while the 1% live lavish
naw they can't have what they didn't deserve
how the wealthy gon make a decision about you
me, or that homeless man on the curb
The system is broken and this is evidence slavery obviously still exist
you're a slave to the system and without it I wonder are you still coexistent
The world was silent as they died
The victims of a genocide
Armenian blood considered cheap
Dehumanized, their wounds cut deep
Starvation in a desert land
A naked, bleeding, hopeless band
The relocation just a ruse
A Death March of rampant abuse
Few decades later, Hitler said,
“Forgotten are Armenian dead.
Perhaps I too can do the same,
for who remembers them by name?
I’ll kill the Jews, yes, every one!
The world can’t stop me till I’m done!”
Another genocide took place
For Jews, no favor, mercy, grace.
These horrors haunt humanity
But who can stop insanity?
Now Jews are on the killing side
They claim it’s not a genocide
Poor Gaza has no wailing wall
the bomb blasts made the strongest fall,
and wailing’s heard on ravaged streets
where children lie in bloodied sheets
From rubble rises stifled cries
a mother dies with open eyes
her arms still clutching baby tight
while blasts light up the Gazan night.
A father faints beside the grave
of children whom he could not save
And those who manage to survive
Must fight for food to stay alive
Though Israel forgot its past,
the truth of what they’ve done will last.
The word they use? Retaliate!
The proper word? Annihilate!
Get rid of every single one
The work of vengeance must be done
A freedom fighter? Terrorist?
The slaughtered ones can’t answer this.
Instead of useless rhetoric
Protect the dying, wounded, sick
Wake up and stop this savagery
Please do it for humanity!
No matter what my choice of word,
I grieve for those who died, unheard
I groan with shame for what I see
The death of human dignity
To you who did not raise you voice,
Who claimed you really had no choice,
one day the genocide will be
of loved ones in your family
Before you go down to the grave
Cry out for someone’s help to save
But silence will reverberate
For lesson learned was learned too late
When your life bleeds out on the ground
The world will watch without a sound.
Eileen Manassian Ghali