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Be you a fun lovin slammer or be you a true bully,
I am one who can truly appreciate either's creativity,
A True War Of Words Between Me and another poet (aka True Bully)
I can also appreciate and enjoy as if I beat the crap out of them physically,
but I'll cut to the chase right now to any bully out there reading this.
We have children on this site. Innocents with hopes of true bliss
and if I ever get word that you've crushed any one of their sweet spirits
I Will Kill You Mercifully & Quickly I Promise You This!
My troops will flood complaints to the soup staff about you and before you know it
overnight you'll be kicked off this site. You will have permanently blown it.
True, you may resurface once more again
but if you're still a bully your character will soon reveal you again my friend
and I have no problem killing you again and again and again.
So if you are a bully. You Have A True Enemy Known As ME my friend.
To All bullies On This Site. This is My Threat NOT My Warning.
Memorial Day – 2020... since time immemorial
crème de la crème strongest and bravest
forsook their lives eternal peace they rest
honored and revered succumbed mortal test.
(now pardon ma faux pas
from dis po' pa try'n 2b sleek)
line six starting here necessitated minor tweak)
Officially called Decoration Day
proclaimed on 5 May 1868 by General John Logan
first observed on 30 May 1868
Waterloo N.Y. officially declared the birthplace
by President Lyndon Johnson in May 1966.
though seven and three fourths score years since
(minor emendation regarding time frame)
Appomattox, a psychological balm
helped stitch frayed nation to calm
served as silent psalm
since bombardment at Fort Sumter qualm.
National holiday most adept
at uniting Civil War fallen soldiers
when fiercely armed as brother in arms crept
against opposing forces, which took
by surprise “enemies” or found inept
ill prepared troops with surprise mortal
blow which ambushed attackers leapt
mowing down valiant soldiers, thus
becoming slain grooms who eternally slept
sorrowful lamentable hymns from
widowed brides tears wept.
Cease fire that day
terminating internecine flay
o’er mounds of earth whence
bones o boys donned blue or gray
a day of remembrance for those
who died in our nation's service lay
celebrated this last Monday every May
one must know tis not about division nay
boot about reconciliation
and sacrifice brave heroes did pay,
the price of their lives for granted
freedoms enjoyed as american lee-way.
Forsooth, now we cherish too, the Poppy red
That grows on fields where valor led,
It seems to signal to the skies
That blood of heroes never dies.
Soldier
They march as one as a unit
With discipline they stand lucid
Into battle, they are ready
On a narrow path feel their furry
As bullets fly by
In combat they are brave in the sky
With courage in green they protect
For we will never forget
War is upon us all
All four branches in the military stand tall
In the desert there is difficulty
On the front lines it is bloody
With honor they protect with their lives
Silver in hand is sharp like a knife
For they are so far away from home
We acknowledge the sacrifices you made, you are not alone
Camouflage painted in green and black
We thank our soldiers for coming back
While the plains fly high in the sky
Our military troops fight, we will never say goodby
A lonely road is unforgiven
As Americans, we will lift your burdens
In closing I write this letter for you
In testimony I can’t thank you enough for what you do
Our enemies drew first blood
With armer and guns, we’ve all had enough
To all those who have fallen hard
We give back with honor a purple heart.
It has been a long journey under the sun
Lay down the violence for it is done.
To claim more imperialist Russian land.
An invasion of a neighbor was planned.
Unbacked slander was said about them.
Creating for the world a major problem.
Putin claimed they were a pro-Nazi harbor.
But the truth really couldn’t be any farther.
Ukrainians have always been their target.
The Holodomor is a genocide not to forget.
Between wars one and two, Joseph Stalin
orchestrated the starvation for many fallen.
To feed communism, millions were deprived.
The empty breadbasket for Europe arrived.
So generations later the bully is back.
But now other countries cut no slack.
While they attack innocent civilians.
It’s obvious they are truly the villains.
Destroying homes and those trapped inside.
Soldiers with unjust orders forced to abide.
Attacking neighborhoods of peaceful kids.
Willing exterminators as the Kremlin bids.
But their target shoots back and hits hard.
The fighter won the crowd on the undercard.
Like a hard uppercut from Mayor Kltichko.
The Ukrainian’s counterpunch is on show.
The other Vladimir is a modern David.
Daily turning the Russian Goliath livid.
Shoring up defenses as the underdog.
Battling through heavy gunpowder fog.
Swaying global leaders to invest in defense.
Convincing nations Soviets make no sense.
In this invasion, the bully is being repelled.
As global Ukrainian patriotism has swelled.
Depleting the Russian tanks by the hundred.
Forcing civilian involuntary enlistment dread.
Fleeing their nation to avoid an early death.
As troops are rushed into their final breath.
Unprepared to invade into mortal combat.
Putin’s propaganda machine caused that.
Forcing battles soldiers don’t want to fight.
Knowing the motives for war are not right.
Nations give Ukraine billions in military aid.
Causing global inflation to devalue our paid.
So we cut jobs with layoffs for bottom lines.
To fund fatal battles in forests full of pines.
The Ukraine
Miracle Man
3/3/2022
A line has been drawn faint in the sand,
because a world bully wants another’s land.
Bursting projectiles now highlight the sky,
bomb sheltered children are questioning why?
The world has condemned this bully’s stance,
yet daily his troops, continue their advance.
The stench of death now permeates the air,
and believers spend much time in prayer.
Today, a million people have fled their land,
many remain to fight and die at his hand.
What these people are seeing can’t be unseen,
burned in their memories is a war machine.
Already they long for the life once known,
before this bully’s war had become full-blown.
Today, our world is getting more uncertain,
pointing to the end when God pulls the curtain?
War
In a kingdom full of combatants I heard a naval, military struggling
Combat
I am non violent And I am recovering
Death shall bring troops
'War!' said I, 'thing of jihad.'
Do they believe in God
Quite odd
And those eyes have all the warmongering
Wars
Great war - great war - great war!
Only this and a nuclear winter
Snowing atomic gluserian
That antiwar, antiwar campaign
War
I remember I was feuding
And the clans never advocating
I crave the antagonistic, calorific awareness
awareness calorific, the antagonistic I crave
War
Eagerly I looked for the disaster
War
It was castor, alabaster, vaster!
Not
I crave the warlike, war-torn warship
My conflict, I could not awaken hatred bliss
Do not enlist
Still is planing, still is planing
In there stepped a medievalist 'red army faction'
God makes love, man makes
War
8/11/20
written word by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020 ©
Officially called Decoration Day
proclaimed on 5 May 1868 by General John Logan
first observed on 30 May 1868
Waterloo N.Y. officially declared the birthplace
by President Lyndon Johnson in May 1966.
though two score and ten plus years since
Appomattox, a psychological balm
helped stitch frayed nation to calm
served as silent psalm
since bombardment at Fort Sumter qualm.
National holiday most adept
at uniting Civil War fallen soldiers
when fiercely armed as brother in arms crept
against opposing forces, which took
by surprise “enemies” or found inept
ill prepared troops with surprise mortal
blow which ambushed attackers leapt
mowing down valiant soldiers, thus
becoming slain grooms who eternally slept
sorrowful lamentable hymns from
widowed brides tears wept.
Cease fire that day
terminating internecine flay
o’er mounds of earth whence
bones o boys donned blue or gray
a day of remembrance for those
who died in our nation's service lay
celebrated this last Monday every May
one must know tis not about division nay
boot about reconciliation
and sacrifice brave heroes did pay,
the price of their lives for granted
freedoms enjoyed as american lee-way.
Forsooth, now we cherish too, the Poppy red
That grows on fields where valor led,
It seems to signal to the skies
That blood of heroes never dies.
A restricted freedom is not
a true freedom at all...
to allow the mind to think less;
keeping with wishes will not
endow you with the power
you pursue and without a good cheer
and a bit of fortune you seem powerless
in the meteoric hemisphere
as the mistress jumbles...
in her untidy emotions:
submitting your confusion in the meshes
of disorder without merit or deserving praise!
A free nation shares her enormous harvest
without distinction or meticulous handout,
or mending its ways with a meretricious disposition:
to give an illusive luster to its adversity; and menace
truly lies in those untruthful promises
that are quickly changeable when authority is grasped...
to allow the mind to think less, not to carry on its quest,
and before a reprimand, it imposes punishment!
A fair nation is not that tyrant rending peace and trust;
repulsing the merciful demands without consideration!
Allow the mind not to think less,
but let the impulse be stronger and insuppressible,
and if the mighty hand imputes, be ready for the improbable:
the incumbent Caesar gathers his troops to smash
the ideas that snarled his anger towards renaissance,
and driving them off he repels a greatness
that could replete his dark palace with sun-light!
And you the repressed ones, don't repose in silence,
or rescind what was denied, but oppose and fight...
with a courage and a dignity so admirable!
Copyright 2008 by Andrew Crisci
Pinchas, Yosef and Reuven
Three brave young men
Fleeing a war-ravaged land
Came to a country of sand
Ethiopian Jews driven out
by a Soviet-backed Eritrean rout
Separated from their loved ones
Parents, wives, daughters and sons
Flown to Israel with no language or money
They'd heard it was the land of milk and honey
Now that they'd made it, they'd give it their best
A foreign language and culture, their very first test
Shepherds before, lacking formal education
Never saw electricity, plumbing, or a filling station
But they'd read the Torah in their native tongue
Faith, Hope and Love, the melody their hearts sung
In just two months they could make conversation
Adjusting fast to their new-old nation
Six weeks later they could read a line of the Torah
Tears of joy they did cry; then we all danced the hora
I am privileged to say 'we' because without bragging or preaching
I was the lucky fellow who did these newcomers' language teaching
________________________________________________________
This narrative is 100% true. In 1977 Soviet-backed Eritrean troops
invaded neighboring Ethiopia, uprooting many families, including those
of Pinchas, Yosef, and Reuven, three young men in their mid-20's,
married, two of them with children. As far as I know, they never heard
from their families again... Miracles do happen. These three great fellows
were part of a group of the first 120 Jews Israel ever airlifted out of
Ethiopia -- in the dead of night, at tremendous risk ~ gw
Ukraine is putting up a brave fight and is not giving in
A two finger salute to that murderer, Vladimar Putin
For eight months now they've held out in their cities
Dispite missiles, murder, rape and other atrocities.
Putin thought he had the most powerful and efficient army
If you believe that garbage you'd be bordering on barmy
They're inefficient, ill equipped, and cowardly in battle
When Ukraine advances they quickly retreat from trouble.
As winter approaches he's trying to demoralise the nation
By sending orders to his vile Orcs to bomb a power station
The west must send generators to help ease their plight
Along with more weapons to help, brave Ukrainians fight.
The grain shipments to poor nations is now under threat
That man is sub human and how much lower can he get?
Like the Roman empire and the Nazis big cracks will appear
Putins Russian empire will crumble and eventually disappear.
The Russian army has a long yellow streak down its back
It fires missiles indiscriminately when it's under attack
No thought for human life be it kids, women or old men
Sanctioned in that scum ridden place, they call the Kremlin.
Putins campaign for more troops is not going too well
No decent minded Russian wants to go into that hell
He's recruiting in prisons, along with the old and the lame
Putins cannon fodder and for Ukraine they're fair game.
We must not let Putin succeed, with his 'special operation'
He must think we're stupid; it's war against a peaceful nation
I have every faith in brave Ukraine and in the end they will win
There will be no Russian victory, and hopefully the end of Putin.
Victory to Ukraine.
Written on 1st November 2022.