Terrorism had shown its ugly face again.
On joyous tourists poured the fire of pain.
Though with the latest guns, they looked innocent.
Amidst human cries, their smiles seemed imminent.
Who belonged to what faith, they wanted to know.
Could one separate the whiteness from the snow?
Do Hindus and Muslims have different blood?
Does any pot know who formed them from what mud?
Near the corpses of their dear husbands, wives wept.
On laps of peacelessness, sleepy children slept.
Honeymoons of the newlyweds became hells.
Bells of temples and churches turned into knells.
(Militants near Pahalgam in the Indian-administered Jammu and Kashmir, killed 26 tourists on 22 April 2025.)
Categories:
militants, evil,
Form: Rhyme
Inhale, exhale, like accordion-
organ of music in your being, conducive.
Nor elusive to your counterpart, woman.
Be thou what you love to be.
Do not listen to militants
that whisper fighting words out of insecurity,
that smell a foul smell,
of self burning the fields,
the green things of bountiful yields,
leave us choking on the smoked embers,
entrails of the tares, and quardon off cultivation
for the Valleys of shale.
Overtaken, by crawling things.
Or a boastful hare, with Men's running shoes and masculine fare.
Always in a race, bating with trickery,
the illusionist Tortoise against her own shell.
Nourishment is an honor bestowed.
Remember, that the servant is truly the King.
The provider is the Matriarch held in the greatest of steams,
saute of the home,
taste of generosity,
aroma of security.
Yang, you have quite the mistress,
indeed the support of a mystery,
remember this, well.
Categories:
militants, art,
Form: Ode
Who defended Jews from Nazis in WW2
A few brave souls here and there
Foul-smelling smoke from crematoria arose
The masses turned aside, held their nose
Only dirty Jews being gassed, burnt, chopped up and flayed
Only unclean Jewish women being gang-raped by the SS night and day
Only Jewish genitals being irradiated in sexual experiments
Only 'Jew-dogs' ~ their essence, filth and excrement
Today, Islamists shout 'Allah Akhbar,' then slaughter
Jewish grandmas, wives, babies, sons and daughters
The West cowers, labels them 'militants,' not terrorists
Israel, retaliate: Shoot every Hamasnik dead
~ Not a single one can you afford to miss
Categories:
militants, anti bullying, bullying, death,
Form: Rhyme
Written By: D. Collins 10/10/23
Ask a black man in America just how he feels?
He’ll say like Ukraine, he’s not down with Israel.
Called refugees after Katrina shows America’s intent.
Where all Palestinian people are now called militants.
We are direct descendants of horrific terrorist acts.
America gives that label to anyone who fights back.
Kaepernick was dismissed right on American soil.
Yet, his taxes go abroad like flowing motor oil.
After ions of oppression why should we care about Jews?
We were the first, if you haven’t heard the news.
Still our struggle continues to this day in time.
Ask a black man in America, what’ on his mind?
Categories:
militants, history, inspirational,
Form: Crown of Sonnets
Was first day of school when evil befell
the town children who marched in happy tune,
and the school bell tolling rung its death knell
for the dead and dying who died too soon.
Sadly there is none so Godless and none
so dangerous as a fool with a cause -
no rest will come to the ghosts of Beslan
until the cause of peace gives hatred pause.
A schoolyard is not a theatre of war,
no child a legitimate enemy -
are men’s hearts so black, rotten to the core
that he finds refuge in atrocity?
What badge of honour behoves the wearer
to bear on children a reign of terror?
Written: October 2004
Wrote this after the senseless school siege
at Beslan in Russia by Islamic militants. At
least 334 people died including 186 kids in
2004. Now similar atrocities curse Ukraine.
Categories:
militants, children, death,
Form: Sonnet
the day the Russians
are pushed back past their boarder
there is already unrest in Moscow
and Russia's idea
to invade Ukraine
caused a civil war
on their own soil
pro Ukraine militants
taking over towns
as they prepare for
soviet implosion
hey I'm here
I'm an American
and I think this is just
what Putin needs
or has this been
the plan all along
to become a democracy
Categories:
militants, adventure, america, angel, anger,
Form: Free verse
Terror deep into that darkness scaring
Terror death shall bring out extremists
Death long I stood there provoking, declaring scaring
Terror I crave the terrorist, tearing
Terror you warned me about the sparer, not caring
Terror overreacting and overreaction with my militancy
I protest as I contest
I have dreamed of the elements
I crave the material, militant! Militants!
But in the fact that it was dripping
Still is whipping, still is whipping, whipping up destruction and terror
Much I marveled the material battlefield
The military melancholy mussing
Terror while I pondered, tearing and sealing just short of stealing
Terror deep into that darkness objecting
Terror death shall bring substances
“It’s that beating, “so I muttered
Terror picking up dead bodies that clutter
2/9/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
Categories:
militants, adventure, analogy, anxiety, conflict,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Exceptional times call for exceptional measures
Great leaders know this to be an incontrovertible fact,
Some, making tough decisions, have become treasures
When they bucked pressures, not hesitating to act.
All presidents have sought what is best for America
Although with their decisions many will disagree,
Clearly, most presidents have given their maxima
To keep our country, and all of her citizens, free.
Whatever your particular political persuasion is
Try to see beyond the foibles of the party in power,
Keeping in mind that occasionally anyone can fizz,
Can we not see beyond our own vaulted ivory tower?
We all want to live in the greatest country on earth
Cherishing the values our forefathers fought for,
Let’s all do what we can to enhance America’s worth
And never, never on anyone in need slam the door.
Many have forgotten we all came from immigrants,
Our ancestors who fled persecution and oppression
Will we, I fear, fall to pitiful insurrectionist militants
Eschewing civil voices and espousing illegal aggression?
Categories:
militants, how i feel, patriotic,
Form: Political Verse
ideals to inspire soldiers
when 9/11 spewing black clouds meant a
complicated revenge
defeat terrorists, take out bin Laden
remake a country in democratic vestments
golden good intentions that lose their way in
an undertow of violence
the bones of wartime, bullets of combat carnage
Taliban insurgents hide and seek in Pakistan
militants wait to impose their laws
as a regime falls, unhinged by corruption
unwilling to fire a shot
swift capitulation like jaws snapping shut
US departure, flawed
dangles like severed wires
refugees stampede
flee the bondage of remaining
evacuation - a spreading blood stain, chaotic
Afghanistan intervention, no sound preconditions
for success
in an end game that had no ending?
just more of the same?
achievements of 20 years
seep through outstretched hands
like heated wars
storms of desert sand
that fixate on what cannot be changed
Poem composed September 5/21
For Afghanistan Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Kai Michael Neumann
Categories:
militants, america, anger, political, war,
Form: Free verse
White flag is the biggest worry
Of combat-ready soldiers already in a moving lorry:
Of communities with vampires thirst for blood
Wishing to with the dead cemeteries flood...
Of militants who denied the chance for murder
For themselves feel mortally sorry
And dreadfully out of order
The restraining factor, a thing to pillory.
White flag - the greatest dislike of angered cattle,
Who disapprove of a truce midway a heated battle...
Of terrible incendiaries and the worst guns
That love to ignite that which burns...
White flag is the most innocent job of tailors
Nurturing dreams more ennobling than dollars
Sibling of elderly Olive Branch
That enables the attacked in the morning to eat a peaceful lunch.
Categories:
militants, anger, anti bullying, death,
Form: Rhyme
Can fanaticism arrange to provide the fermented rice!
along with the delicious dish of Hilsa fish,
so nice!
Today is the day, when,
Misleading the society; the preacher of the religion;
destructing peace and tranquility, sos
bark of religion is breaking open by their
activities.
They misleading the youth with delusional religious sayings
making them aggressive to make the militants;
innocents to kill by bombs and
the guns.
They think of themselves as heroes, fighting in the wrong way;
Their brutality is so extreme that
they even not hesitate to throw
mom and sister of their own
into the
bay.
Come out of fanaticism; break the barrier of religion,
to come to mom in calm;
Fanaticism could gives birth nothing but the war and the
destruction.
All religions are perplexed
crying out loud
today.
Categories:
militants, devotion,
Form: Lyric
Most politicians are liars
(As they are adept in tricks)
Most militants are no mind
(As they are trained to obey sillier)
Most merchants are greedy cheaters
(As too many profits they care)
Most pilferers are caught in red hand
(As they fail in nowhere)
...
Most of them will then Dwell
In a cell in hell
Once, Satan asks
Who needs a fry bath?
Silence, the hell becomes still
Categories:
militants, political, truth,
Form: Verse
From now on the waters of Tigris,
Will not show blood stains and floating corpse.
Thereby bringing an end to the isis regime over cliffs,
Because 'Baghdadi' is no longer Mosul's boss.
The three long years of wait is now over,
Joy and tears of families reunited,
It's time for the Carrol's to be sung over and over,
It's that desired freedom for which Iraq forces fighter.
A question arises," Did they ever sighted?"
"Why not" comes an answer."The cruel militants had to be curbed."
Today, Mosul's independent mosques will ring the freedom bells,
And preach that 'Quran' teaches 'secularism',
Not 'Jihad',Mosul's people will feel the freedom in air.
'Progress Mosul's will be mentioned in their every prayer.
-ON THE EVE OF INDEPENDENCE
Categories:
militants, freedom,
Form: Sonnet
Hats off to the leaders who
Altered our lives
Proud to honor the
Patriotic pioneers atleast once in a
Year,on the day when we got freedom
In the rain,in the snow,torment
Night and day,its their
Deep patriotism
Exhilarate them to fortify their
Pride nation against
Execrable agonies.
Never worry about
Demise,the Militants are
Exemplary persons should be honored
Not just today,but everyday.
Combatants protect and make us
Enjoy the freedom
Do remember them in this
Auspicious occasion with gratitude.
Yay-A very happy Independence day
Categories:
militants, freedom,
Form: Acrostic
I'm just a Soldier in his Camouflage
In the Mirror of the Mirage
Chameleon to envious enemies Onslaughts
They in the Image of Decepticons
Why I listen in on the Intercom
Walkie Talkie till the Image of the Affiliates Collage
Nightvision goggs I can see they Militants in the Fog
Not knowing they walking into planted land mine full of Bombs
With Grenades in my Palms
Stake outs in the Night to Dawn
Why I'm concealed looking from the Pond
In the trees with Ninja Stars
With a few Ninjas with Swords over they Arms
I pray to GOD for Victory an then I kiss my Charm
Then I put my dog tag back under my Thermal
Eyes filled with Inferno
That burns Eternal
I sit in the tree lookin at the stars an write in my Journal
To me it's Business and it's Personal
Categories:
militants, imagery, soldier, symbolism,
Form: Dramatic Verse
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