Short Enslavement Poems

None are more enslaved hopelessly,
than those who falsely believe that they are free....

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Lovely lovely
entertainment
Content content
pure enslavement 
Zombies zombies
Living dead
Robots robots
Machinehead...

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The issue of gun control shouldn't even be open for argument.
We must uphold and not amend our precious 2nd amendment, 
because when governments disarm you, they can accelerate your enslavement....

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People, at least in the modern world,
Have trouble even accepting 
The existence of evil in this world.

But what is the essence of evil 
If not the enslavement of others?
And all around we see that happening
Privately, publicly, and
Even within our own minds.

(1/16/23)
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My life is barbed wire
Shall I string myself along?

Suppression takes more forms
Than Playtex has bras
Am I to be dominated
By someone else’s God?

We addict ourselves
To all we hold most dear
Our loves ... Our fears ... Our hatreds

Enslavement is liberating!
Pass ME the yoke
Of freedom...

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Depravity depravity
Are you moral’s declivity
Sweet  libidinous enslavement on
Viewpoints collectivity.

Debauchery debauchery
A lewd and tempting witchery
It captivates imagination
And flagellates prudery.

Decadent decadence
Do not insult intelligence
You pervert the innocent
And corrupt resilience
©Michael Birchmore 2013...

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Dishearten was I in foreign land
Unjust Kings enslaved me
Until His Unfailing Nail Pierced Hands
From enslavement saved me
Now strongly praised beyond compare
Rock of my Salvation
Build in me a house to dwell
With unyielding dedication
Hear my new song
The Joyful shall sing
 This Ransomed Nation Thankful for His
Sacrifice, Amazing Reconciliation...

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A silent scream
A dream
Shattered
Battered
Splattered
Across the
Pavement.
Enslavement
To the heart
Broken in two
Broken anew
As I wander
Through the fog
Invisible
Unseen
Unclean
In this 
Dirty
World.
Curled
Up in a ball
Standing small
Waiting
Baiting
The final 
Destruction
Obstruction
To my happy
Destiny

I feel empty...

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CAN A MAN BE CINDERELLA

can a man be a Cinderella
could he be hopeless
can it be he's suppressed
captive and in enslavement
not confident
could he be improvised
ragged not good lookin
such an unlucky fellow
no woman wants him
he stands in the rain with a broken umbrella
this man named Cinderella


3/30/18
written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2018©...

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F  -  Fighting 

R  -  Ruinous 
 
E   - Enslavement 

E   - Established  
 
D  -  Destiny  
 
O   - Of

M   - Motherland *






© Demetrios Trifiatis
      25 March 2019 

*On the 25th March 1821 the Greek revolution began against the tyranny of their oppressors  after four centuries of enslavement. Today is our National Holiday! Long Live Freedom! God bless Greece!...

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Shrieking and squawking, 
following prophets through uncharted waters, 
wailing in sustained arpeggios. 
He mimics constellations, blazing stars in rich profusion, 
pulling passion into focus with a dark yet supple tone. 

Religions and mythologies, 
screams of souls in harsh enslavement, 
sources for his stark doxologies. 
Charting new boundaries of rhythm and rhyme, 
a new definition his legacy, growing with time....

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Shrieking and squawking, 
following prophets through uncharted waters, 
wailing in sustained arpeggios. 
He mimics constellations, blazing stars in rich profusion, 
pulling passion into focus with a dark yet supple tone. 

Religions and mythologies, 
screams of souls in harsh enslavement, 
sources for his stark doxologies. 
Charting new boundaries of rhythm and rhyme, 
a new definition his legacy, growing with time....

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Sparkle from a whitened tooth
a seamless movement of pace,
enslavement in catholic youth
buried under a veil of lace.

Elegance from a pearl white gown
truth hidden from her face,
under a studded crystal crown,
in slender and with grace.

Dreams of a forever and ever.

An eternity set for revamp,
taunted by a death of a ghost
images of an ivory camp
long life and regal host

(Princess Charlene Lynette Wittstock)...

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...dedicated to John Coltrane


Shrieking and squawking, 
following prophets through uncharted waters,
wailing in sustained arpeggios.
He mimics constellations, blazing stars in rich profusion, 
pulling passion into focus with dark, supple tones.

Religions and mythologies, 
screams of souls in harsh enslavement, 
sources for his stark doxologies;
charting new boundaries of rhythm and rhyme, 
a new definition his legacy, growing with time....

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Memories Mirrored
                  by Odin Roark

A Boy Scout essential
The polished metal card mirror
The unbreakable monitor
Made to master Morse code
Used to measure wanna-be whiskers
And such

So it went
From puberty to manhood
Hall locker
To gym locker
Toiletry bag
To duffel bag
Afghan's mountain-dead
To triage hospital bed

Wrapped eyes needed little
Of the metal card mirror now
As blindness tearfully engaged
The enslavement of memory...

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...for John Coltrane


Shrieking and squawking, following 
prophets through uncharted waters,
wailing in sustained arpeggios.
He mimics constellations, blazing stars
in rich profusion, pulling passion
into focus with a dark yet supple tone.

Religions and mythologies, 
screams of souls in harsh enslavement, 
sources for his stark doxologies;
charting new boundaries of rhythm
and rhyme, a new definition
his legacy, growing with time....

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...for John Coltrane


Shrieking and squawking, following 
prophets through uncharted waters,
wailing in sustained arpeggios.
He mimics constellations, blazing stars
in rich profusion, pulling passion
into focus with a dark yet supple tone.

Religions and mythologies, 
screams of souls in harsh enslavement, 
sources for his stark doxologies;
charting new boundaries of rhythm
and rhyme, a new definition
his legacy, growing with time....

Read More

...for John Coltrane


Shrieking and squawking, following 
prophets through uncharted waters,
wailing in sustained arpeggios.
He mimics constellations, blazing stars
in rich profusion, pulling passion
into focus with a dark yet supple tone.

Religions and mythologies, 
screams of souls in harsh enslavement, 
sources for his stark doxologies;
charting new boundaries of rhythm
and rhyme, a new definition
his legacy, growing with time....

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A chain round your neck.
A dog tag;an object of enslavement.
Keeping you imprisoned.
Mental dungeon and visual torture.

That chain around your neck.
Venom laced;poison point.
Drawing you back like a master's dog.
Tongue out;painful panting.

Thirsty and always hungry.
Addicted;obsessive fixation.
That chain round your neck.
Draging you to a never ending hole.

 Shouts and shrieks echo from the bottom.
But never scratching the surface....

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...dedicated to John Coltrane


Shrieking and squawking, following 
prophets through uncharted waters,
wailing in sustained arpeggios.
He mimics constellations, blazing stars
in rich profusion, pulling passion
into focus with a dark yet supple tone.

Religions and mythologies, 
screams of souls in harsh enslavement, 
sources for his stark doxologies;
charting new boundaries of rhythm
and rhyme, a new definition
his legacy, growing with time....

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Bound by blame, broken by blight,
Scarred by a stolen satire,
nuzzling necrophiliacs within the night.

Tangled in torment, tied untamed,
blemished by the blasphemy,
of never speaking your name.

Shackled in sin, shredded sovereignty,
dealing death’s doses,
murdering you and me.

Cuffed with candor, calling our crimes,
to an impetuous enslavement,
tortured through time.

Set me free, to flee this fool’s game,
where we're always left wandering,
in this wasteland of shame....

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The sadness of Children behind bars of freedom.
The sorrow of broken hearts knowing there’s no freedom.
The child hope is gone when indentured servitude is for them.
Terror reaches other children to harvest their ageless fluids.

Timeless sexual enslavement awaits the rest of the Border Children.
Rise up America and save those innocent children.
We are the power and compassion with Love for all children.
It’s ingrained in us to protect them, so, America, stop this Human trafficking....

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