Revocation Poems - Poems about Revocation

...I wait with bated breath for... C. Cure T. Clarence The following crafted approximately midway into the administration of forty fifth president, whose crass, gutsy, lewd, repulsive yawping......

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...Parents raise their young In efferent flavor of The new sunrise. But as the great star sets, We become beasts that hunt For nothing less than Suppression. Medallions are too effervesce......

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...Dynasties of greed and its economic policies, political discourse and its perpetual odysseys. Deficits through poor implementation, voted promises and false trust revocation. Borrowed capital and......

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...Sewing machine, long idle, gathers dust Its graceful frame a filigree of rust Needle, naked pointing to its resting place A symbol of the toll all life will take Sunshine streams surreal th......

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...C. Cure T. Clarence Been making, (sans daily) regular appearance in the news oval hate gambling arrogance vis a vis spewing, shouting, and scathing rabidly foaming explos......

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...(AT the appeal court) Here I am, Standing in the dock once again. For the evil one had sought and gotten an appeal of God's prior judgement. With his legal standing, The devil named me as......

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...Close your eyes and use your imigination What if the world showed an indication that jesus was really satan Itd be the biggest revelation But what would happen to civilization Would chris......

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...Self reliancy stimulates political independence, pragmatic critical thinking spurs revocation of spurious Partisan information, vigilanteism guards against the Juntas, systematic interdiction of peop......

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...This morning there is fog, it settles on the window and rolls down: drip, drip, drop, and so spills out a melancholy thought: perhaps, perhaps, perhaps, 'There is no God'. - During mourning, a ......

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...O adored Italy,this lamentation for an impossible longing,never repressed, will echo throughout centuries yet to unfold! Will I be forgotten for my prediction? A revocation of tiepid nights,int......

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