Plundering Poems - Poems about Plundering

...Now this species known as modern mankind Goes after selfish aims to feed its mind Its actions all focus upon self gain And so it must pursue its greedy game Its every effort is aimed on profit A......

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... “The Blue Nazarene” caeruleum caelum in nubibus caeruleum caeruleum caelum in nubibus de hyacintho nazarene testimonium: white stallions, clouds commandin......

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...Prosperity proved no defense against the years or changing fates writ in the stars - nor masters of arms foresaw the weapons that unseated their lineages, leaving only ghostly bones where legions ral......

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...How does it feel, love? (Can I call you that?) Your once brown eyes, so distant Cold and apathetic I don’t understand, this flow of plundering silence, between us, (What changed?) Where did y......

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...Fragile, delicate, beautiful thus rare Three thousand meters above sea In marked territory, listening to Gurgling downward flow of Waters of the sacred hill A precious bloom stays in the shades......

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... Synopsis: A powerful video, lyrics and music that sheds light on the devastating impact of poverty, illustrating how it fuels crime, gang violence, and psychological trauma i......

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...Scientists say we have neanderthal genes, and that set me to wondering what all this interbreeding really means - was it the result of rape and plundering? The homosapiens made rocks into tool......

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... Sometimes, reflections from my mirror, recall when I slumbered at nature's nadir, as naysayers whispered in whiskey breaths. Bewildered, I wandered in the wilderness, until the mercy of verse r......

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...Can we not show some love for Planet Earth For it is suffering from our brutal way? From it we plunder everything of worth As our numbers grow more and more each day. We turn resources to polluti......

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...Africa does not belong to the West. Its raw materials do not belong to the West. The banana republics of French-speaking Africa do not belong to France. African immigration cannot be criminaliz......

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...For Silent One's - Mamma Poetry Contest Where is the love, Mamma? Through broken Louvre blinds, you're ever watching Rosary beads clicking prayers on repeat mode, utteri......

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...The mellow western sky darkened, The sea was calm that night, Yachts tacking across the bay Towards their appointed piers. Luminous moon rays shimmer Over wavelets that bathed The coloured pe......

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...She lived in a castle, isolated, Time flew slow, gruelling and full of hatred, The crown lay broken on the floor, Shattered, scattered, one piece no more. Royal duties thrown away, Pirates life......

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...My heart is a plume renditioning over a lyre, my soul. You are but the fume of frozen fire, on parole. I am a scintillating bud of ray in the moon, You are a void sphere on spree to slay and prun......

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...I First thing on earth on birth if ye had done Was ‘cry and breathe’, and survive every day… Then on O man, had ye her blessings won, She’d not be in a state so dire today. Had ye truly beli......

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