Long Torturers Poems

The force of the righteous is full of the misguided, a forsaken realm to which we're never invited.  
The gullible minds of weakness, led by their own obliqueness.
"Take your children (Psalms)  and thrash...

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I move my hurtful head and stare forlorn
Over my non-existing boundary,
Where past is seen and future laughs decayed.
Here language is an unwelcome guest,
In stillness awkward, clean environment.
My eyes stay empty, yet insist and glare
Through looks...

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MEMORIES OF A SNATCHED HOMELAND

Traverse of The Masses
Over the years, our land has seen,  
Rulers so brutal, with blood so mean.  
They seized our land by guns and bold  
Bullets and armored...

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(alternately titled: impossible mission goes awry
probably mortal enemy cast spell binding jinx)

Both mental versus
physical tasks necessitate
laser sharp attentiveness
triggered within blinks
similarly on par when people toast
momentary instance utter silence

before more'n one
wine glass simultaneously clinks
cheering hurray, especially
if...

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The aged gypsy woman speaks,
A curses ancient spell, a dark ruins incantation,
From ages long ago,
Beneath the full moons illumination, a single red
Drop of human blood is spilt,
Upon the blossoming wolf bang, turning
It velvet shin to...

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Marian;     Joe Canning  (all rights reserved)
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What is forgiveness, good question if anything at all
Forgives the adulterer, but did she make the right call
Some crimes so egregious, there’s no second chance 
Unless we bury our heads, and go around in a...

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The force of the righteous is full of the misguided, a forsaken realm to which we're never invited. The gullible minds of weakness, led by their own obliqueness. "Take your children (Psalms)  and thrash...

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[AFTER ALL THE INNOCENT RAPE VICTIMS.]

Ah! Cruel orchards!
Humiliates, tortures!
Until the angel comes
Beneath the abode of stars;
From the heavens mass
Revealing downwards!


Ah! Fortune on Evildoers!
Deserters,
The lusty deceivers.
Cruel dwellers
Of the cruel orchards!
Of brutal colors.


Ah! Vanish their fears!
O victimised...

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Stretched to the limit,
past breaking point,
On the torturers rack,
bones popping out of joint,
Gone too far already,
sinews and tendons tear,
Now the skin is breaking,
blood spurts into open air 

All this suffering, to get a
forced confession,
At the...

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Tell me again father in Heaven, why I must die for their sins.
Hearing your voice, shall prepare my way upward to you.
Early this year you said, I would be with you so very soon.
You told...

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Target for use by the Cruelly Ill-Used
Morally targetting  his torturers,
Nobly tending a body and mind bruised
By the meanest sadistic adventurers.

All the time, a choice handgum of prisoners of conscience,
Nearly in the mold of a...

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In the beginning there was logos

Said Heraclitus!

In the beginning there was word
Said the Bible!
Sticks and stones 
Or words said
The sadistic torturers of all times!
When words are scarce, they are seldom spent in vain
Said Shakespeare.
Then he...

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In the beginning there was logos
Said Heraclitus!
In the beginning there was word
Said the Bible!
Sticks and stones 
Or words said
The sadistic torturers of all times!
When words are scarce, they are seldom spent in vain
Said Shakespeare.
Then he...

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I disclose that I
Have regular appointments
For a needle in my eye

A thing I dread 
And I'm afraid of most
Is when I see that Javelin
Getting close

It hurts so much
I want to die
And like a little girl
I...

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War can take the innocent
For what they may believe.
Lock them up without a hope
That they will ever leave.
That's how it was for one young man,
Whose faith was very strong.
They threw him in a pitch black...

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I wondered what you saw in my sweet Eve; 
Love, I did not see in your charming spouse.

Last night sat on my head to spit venom; 
Claimed you were good for nothing; down under. 
Beggar...

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Too many days of torment have come
I lower my head and bow I’m done
For I once knew of a life so grand
From wide blue oceans to every land

I have no rhythm, and no cadence
I fly,...

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The dying from torture should this resist,
Over the struggle to hang on persist;
His would-be killers punishing badly or a little
-Like glass taking for the still brittle-
With  teeth that still understand ‘How to bite’
And palms...

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I do not like to see my face floating
At the foot of a ewer,
nor in drops of water, nor in the glassy eye
of a slaughtered goat.

I am beautiful, but water and cloudless gems
distort, they are...

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They had for him come in a cab:
Mister Sabinus for short, Sab, 
A guy with the gift of the gab
To receive wounds or the wounds grab...

If only he'd leave fast - A Crab!
He'd prevent what...

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I laid my heart 
against the brightness of this board that is my 
computer. I have 

enough energy, time and 
space to unlock the typos of my 
aged mind. But again, I hear 

the scraggy...

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