Fear Political Verse Poems

Speaker, speaker I'm listening...

You’re doing the right thing!
Unswayed from Kremlin propaganda
Isn’t how our country should swing
Faith changed; policies rearranged
Soul-searching, amazing grace you’ve seen the light
Unveilings...

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   Terrifying threats hang over Israel from Iran
   That Ayotollah Mullah Fellah sure can bellow

      In...

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When ex-president Nixon responded to a question about his criminal constitutional violations, his answer about "Pockets of Revolution" existing in the country was somewhat plausible,...

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Let's not judge our Ex. Pres. for his many amors,
so many others have had lovers.
No need to keep score..
I've heard politicians make for strange bed...

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I would like to see
and hear
and feel a peaceful day
and silent night

When guns
are as rare as typewriters

When partisan hate
is as extinct as flying dinosaurs

When ranting...

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Aunt Mary was a small and wiry mother
of six;
four by birth
and two by informal adoption.

She sang in a small querulous voice
yet spoke boldly
filled with loving...

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Ever wonder why pains progress?
The world's under money a' stress,
Systems of exchange beat's a' brow,
The rich get richer, the poor a' dow.

For years on end...

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Strange Fruit choreography 
speaks to me of seeing 
and smelling 

this strange evil fruit 
of hatred 
and bigotry 
and fear 

and straight white man 
perpetual...

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Glow morning warm
hugging
sleepy scalp and face embrace
outside sacred pink
yellowing fragrant dawn

Without fear of fading dark
or death
or sin

Welcome in
naked foot massage
pressure memories of walk
on stretching strings

Hang...

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It's time,
For you to stand in line,
And take a stand this time,
While there is still time,
For human rights to define. 

It is all to easy...

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My car-ride silence
is not judging you;
maybe me,
but certainly
and more generously
unconditionally not angry
or shaming
or blaming
you for unpardonable sins
against sainted me.

With you in a powerless passenger seat
and...

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OLD AND NEW 3 : COURTROOM 

On a throne sat a vulture 
feathers preened in paisley silk
eyes red and drawn
heart tightened by trauma
skin thirstily drank...

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Imagine
your segregated ego identity
becomes your primal sensory system
perennially aiming toward 
0-Zone peak experiential integrity

Intimately aware
all humane physical
and verbal touchers
and metaphysical
nonverbal feelers

Win/Win voiced teachers
and polytheistic out-reachers
ecologically...

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Another storm threatens to come in,
feeling my responsibility
for uncaring
and unresponsive history

Fearing you
more than loving us

Setting out your pails
and plastic tubs
to catch cold
and dreary drips

Impaled remembering
past...

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Paradise
like Rome
is not built
and not rebuilt
and rebuilt
and redeveloped
and healed
and redeemed
in one 24-hour
cycle
and recycle
and revolving
round day v night,

And/or 
appreciatively regarding both day
and dualdark
rich and fertile 
souled...

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