Maoist Poems | Examples


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Premium Member Riding the Carousel of Chaos

As Earth revolves in time and space, 
We meet the future face-to-face. 
While every soul tries to have their day, 
Their nemeses try to block their way. 

This causes decades when nothing significant happens, 
Followed by months when panic and violence happen.
As society’s benign merry go ‘round spins faster around,
Its political operatives start stepping up and down.

What seeds of rancor did the radicals sow?
What was their purpose? Where does one go?
If culture binds our carousel’s spokes together,
Then how to these spokes is society tethered?

After our rogue merry go ‘round grinds to a halt,
People will point their fingers and not accept fault.
And then during months of calamitous chaos, 
Thousands will ‘be disappeared’, die, or become lost.  

Such Maoist days and Bolshevik nights,
Often lead to unmitigated chaos and fright.
Who amongst us will be cursed or blessed
Once this carousel of chaos comes to rest? 

Apperceiving such anarchy makes us ponder,
How we’ll keep afloat once society founders. 
Who will heal our emotional loss?
And will they do it at great personal cost?

Premium Member The Devil's Pod

In a fun house called the great reset. 
Grace and goodness are often flogged.
While confetti and saccharine accolades 
are sprinkled over perfumed hogs. 
A slanted house filled with greenies. 
Forever bleating from private jets. 
Sashaying across the continents.  
With their gigantic carbon footprints.

A mirrored house of concocted panic.
Distorted masks sewn to the masses.
While privilege laughs from naked faces. 
Inflated parties and mansions gated.
The media ogres with tongues of sludge
Blow dirty noses into the heart pond of God.
While the self-righteous, Maoist and Marxist. 
Porpoise side by side with the devil's pod.

Premium Member Cold War Clientele - Benguet Province, August, 1978

My thumbs pressed on the trigger.
The M-2 bucked its load.
I squinted down the barrel
And watched his head explode.
An early morning ambush,
A steaming Luzon hell,
For Ferdi and Imelda,
Our Cold War clientele.

The mission was generic:
Suppress the NPA*. 			
It didn't really matter
Just who got in the way.
I carried out my orders
And did what I was told,
But Christ, the kid I wasted
Was only twelve years old.        

*New People’s Army – a Maoist insurgency


Premium Member The Little Red Panda In a Yellow Starred Bandana

*I believe I've awoken the little red panda
donning five yellow stars on a crimson bandana
spreading hectares of jaded Jinping propaganda*

*She lives in a land of dragons and Maoist oppression
I think I'm becoming her latest star-spangled obsession
Sad, she'll probably never breathe sweetened air of the free
or feel warmth from the torch of Staten Island's fairest lady*

*As she tap-taps away on her communist keys.
Careful not to say anything blue about her chairman Xi. 
She knows with a slip of the mind -one twitch of the teeth.
She'll be chum to the yellow sharks of the South China Sea...
I hope someday she has the means and courage to flee.
Sing a song for old Hong Kong over sweet cups of green peace*

* If you ever make your way over, don't tote any echo locators. 
Unless it's a pod of democracy dolphins-they tend to be voters, not haters.
They'll batter yellow sharks if you drift from the star-spangled breakers.
God bless your journey -I pray that you stay safe and finally make it.

I'D Love An Answer From You - Jesus Did Walk Here

If every one of us, with a relationship burning
In heart and mind for Jesus, have been evangelizing
Why's Maoist China dominating The Globe despite Columbus ...

Why is it that the Temple Mount is out of Israel's hands
Arabs are all over the land, and the neighboring lands,
Jerusalem and Hebron after David's & Abraham's wars & success?

And where St. Paul began churches, the famed cnames of Smyrna, Ephesus,
Ancient Antioch where we first were named Christian: "Little Christ Jesuses,"
Are now Muslim Turkey's, Syrian ... as if Jesus & Paul never came?

Kingdom Territory have been lost in the Holy Land, in Tunisia, Libya ...
Can someone truly tell me why? After all our successes, books, media
No Temple in Jerusalem ... Hinduism has seduced EU and US of A?

It is as if He never came ... nor taught and healed men and women then
And Earth behaves as if Christ had no disciples, no Kingdom seed of Heaven

Premium Member Drench Me American Sky -

They want to burn the flag today
to them America's blood born banner
represents jingoism, a false heroism of a broken day
a culture illegitimate in divine manner,
feeling excluded from rich spiritual deposits
cursing the color of a People truly progressive
a breed disinterested in the Marxist and Maoist, 
feminists and racists come to set fire to Liberty's starry votive,
impudently waving the national rags
of failed narco states and theocratic tyrannies
chanting dystopic glories of thuggish brags
with savage violence assaulting children,  women, and men with American identities, 
have they ever bothered to read the 1st, 9th, or 13th Amendments
will they ever realize the illusion of ideological hatred,
in our land they live with victory's compliments
yet grown fat on the lies they've been easily fed,

We, Americans,  have a heritage,  and citizenry
composed of good natured, disciplined hearts,
educated, informed, and compassionate to humanity, 
folk, from every continent,  creed and diverse smarts,
Come, you ignorant miscreants
come and burn this flag I wear with honor and pride,
come burn it,
Over My Dead Body!

J.A.B.


Humanist

CENTRIST 
LEFTIST
COMMUNIST
DICTATORSHIP
TERRORIST 
POLITICS
LENINST
MAOIST
DEMOCRATIC
COMMUNIST



WHAT ABOUT A "HUMANIST"
       OR
Only a revolutionary.
Who can throw them all in 
bits....
  Bring peace to soul
And make our country place to live.

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