Allah Men Poems

My bears' beard came in when I turned eighteen.
I dipped my audacity in manhood
and it spit me out like sugarless tea.
The trenches near sent me...

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Who... 

Am I. 
Am I who I am?
or, who I want to be?
The difference is in me. 
Night and day, 
not the color of my...

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Any schoolgirl in Afghanistan
Makes a target for the Taliban
God gave Eve a brain
But failed to explain
That a brain will backfire in a man!...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Little old men ‘neath big black Bumbershoots 
Meandering about in the soft Spring rain
Savoring the mornin’ air and mayhaps...
Recalling their youth once again

The very air...

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In God's name they kill to justify their crimes ignoring that eternal damnation them awaits!*






© Demetrios Trifiatis
      04 June 2017

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Why men beat women
Men beat women because
They are
Afraid...

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I have the imagination of a child
but an understanding thats much deeper
my adoration for life naturally always turned me into a leader
I'm in a lifelong...

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Poet:  Ken Jordan
Poem:  Three Wise Men
Edited by:  Sparkle Jordan
written:  December/2014


    

       Jesus ______
               ...

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Wandering human beings each 
Enslaved by personally true doctrines of the existence or
Inescapably twisted with the nonexistence of the Existing One 
Rampantly whirls around to...

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THE ANNIHILATION OF UKRAINIANS
Kyrie was struggling to overcome barriers of demarcation.
“Holodomor” she was facing.
This artificial famine was brutally taking Ukrainians lives.
In nineteen hundred and twenty-nine,...

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Thank you – Zamreen Zarook

Thank you is a sweet word in the nature,
You may be a guy of adventure,
May be you are a person of...

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The Cowardice of the Taliban and The Silence of The Good Muslims.


When hot lead tears the flesh of a 14 year old girl,

ripping through her...

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From ashes
she rises, 
absolving
cleansing, 
face, hands, feet.
Four months, 
Ten days, 
She mourns.
She weeps.

She clothes herself now
in an adornment of white
bowing privately, 
praying fervently, 
as bitter...

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Hypocritical men and hypocritical women are all the same 
They urge the people to do evil things
And regarding good works they forbid them
And they are...

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