Fear Remembrance Day Poems

YOU CLAIM TO BE ACE ROTHSTEIN A BOSS
COMMITING HIEST ON DISABLED ELDERLY 
PERSONS BREAKING INTO MOBLE HOME 
GOLF CARTS AND MEDICATION BOXES 
RETRIEVING ANTIDEPRESSANTS HIGH...

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First year came as a rude shock 
And the second still was like a dream 
Third was a reality
The gone is gone for good 
My...

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Let us talk like strangers,
And clear out the air.
Whatever has happened between us,
Let us forget and not point a chair.

Let us not pinpoint
The mischievous brain...

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Our right to vote is a blessing
If not,
To whom to vote is a big question...

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Colors in the sky
Red dots winged evil
Black stench of flaming fear
Rainbowed path of burning oil
Whistling sting of shrapnel’s stolen lives
A sunny Sunday gone wrong
The tattered...

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As Remembrance approaches this year
Many an adult will shed a tear
2022 and casualties still fall
Servicemen struggling to stand tall

We think it's all about two world...

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Should have I done it
Should have I not
That is the question
In my brain it rots

I like to spoil
But yet not you
I wrinkle my nose
And away...

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It happened we know it did,
One culture virtually annihilated,
Why??????
For being different that's why,
One man blamed everything on them,
Thought of them as sub human,
Something to get...

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A Requiem For The Fallen


Mortals covered in scars,

And disturbance is brought by wars,

Time and time again,

Throwing negotiations and peace to vain,

Comes the hideous menace again...

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as the Towers die away 
alone on a beach where thunderheads Roll 
where I stood far from
shards of glass fire, horror, disaster
they televised only elemental...

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I'm going to the legion
where soldiers drink in fear
And stories being told aloud
are never what you'd hear

That all who had a hand
in what was once...

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Well! Damned Nation…
Oh. Hey! You there!
You are in a rush, 
I see.
Can you point me to the holly-caust?
Where the burn of sulfur flares? 
Ah yessss,...

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REmembered
He knelt in the field of poppies red,
He remembered his comrades, dead.
'twas all refreshed, the pain, the fear,
The round he took, brought death near.
The poppies...

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The mist hangs low. No panic though,
no cause for distress, just mustard - and cress
adorns the forest floor, no roar, just the soaring 
of woodcock,...

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Freedom's Last Cry

I do not agree...
with your personal views, 
and prefer to avoid;
seeing them, 
hearing them, 
reading them. 

It was just a choice, 
not a...

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