Short Diplomats Poems

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War

War dirty, bloody fighting, destroying, killing weapons, solders, diplomats, trade understanding, helping, sharing clean, lasting peace
Form: Diamante


Premium Member Touring Capitol Hill

A muddle of voices
    all crying foul
  Cacophony's in now
    budding diplomats howl

  Scowls on their faces
    deceit in their hearts
  tourists buy scorecards
    to tell them apart
Form: Rhyme

Puzzled

When I see birds eating
 without digging
and men digging
 without eating
when I see justice to the rich
and no justice to the poor
when I see nations
 eating other nations
and diplomats lying 
I am puzzled

Cuba Vs Usa

Americans lifted their picket
When Cuba proved they can't lick it
The bureaucrats came
And went back home lame
The Yanks just can't tolerate cricket!*

*Research concluded American diplomats
were assaulted by Cuban crickets rather than a sonic
bombardment. 
Form: Limerick

Premium Member When Bullies Rule the World

When worlds don’t make sense
and people are yelling
When bullies rule countries
What are we selling?
Tweeting and twerking.
Makes the world seem lacking.

Diplomats. Pliplomats.
Triplomats. Siplocats.
What is the sense?
Where is the why?
Who is saving us?
How many of us know
what is going on anyway?
Not me
Form: Rhyme


What Is Truth?

The question posed by a politician to Jesus after his arrest
It was Pontius Pilate Governor of Judea from A.D. 26-36.
To this day the answer still eludes politicians 

The politician and the diplomat
Two different tools used to make ugly truths palatable
And beautiful truths unrecognizable 

Politicians and diplomats never say No
Their Yes means maybe and their Maybe means No

Diplomatic Stupidity

I wandered the world
And searched for lost souls to forgive
The Lost patriotic souls,
Found in the brightness of stupidity,
We had no cause to war,
We hardly survived the peace
I fought in the revolution and assisted the slavery
Married the genocide!!!
I killed a relative
And slaughtered a nun
We had no enmity
Only that that our diplomats breed
In this selfless show of stupidity
War holds no sagacity
war
Form: Epitaph

Wealth

Wealth

Thou are of many a kind
And thou are possessed in many a way
Yet some find it hard to accord
With the view of thy diversity

Some are money wealthy
They can afford the world
Some are socially wealthy
They are the world diplomats

Many are scientific Dons
Yes, they make the world easier
Some are the artistic gurus
They beautify the world

 Shall I forget the academia?
The world’s greatest treasury
Form: Sonnet

Here Was Our Home

This is the remnant
Of the place I once called home
It is no longer whole
The spot where we once spread our mat
That has become my brothers' grave
Buried by shrapnel
Let the diplomats continue
You dine and wine at the state house
See;the war is not on television
We are not winning;
Play no politics with our pain
We are nowhere near victory;
for today hundreds died at the market
But you chose to bribe the news reporter instead.

Premium Member A Strong Warning Blackout Poetry

Vote on a partner 
limiting fighting increasing diplomats;
It’s a moment for supporters 
to balance international
 offensive and deep concerns, 
consequences largely unchecked;

Whatever decision defend and implement;
 Reality complicated when the war began;
Militant kidnapped retaliation 
death of majority;

Resolution 
strong signal change conduct;
Protect 
always use influence;
Pressure 
use power 
allow resolution to represent 
a major warning.

Premium Member Generations Come, Generations Go

     Generations come, generations go
       War and Death are what they know... 

     In defense of land 
       blades of grass, grains of sand
     Men battle for their very lives
       their precious children, their fearful wives

     If not this skirmish, then the next
       injuries mount, futures wrecked
     While diplomats stack the decks
       to preserve their privileged necks...

     Generations come and go ~
       lives of peace, they never know
Form: Couplet

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