Short Marchers Poems
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tiny corpulent marchers track up the sand
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I stand back, watching them come
pincher alert
They have 50 years
Of emergency law in Syria
And counting
The president is an intelligent man
He has no answer for the protest marchers
The bullets will turn on him
Soon
The choices dictators make
Are not always made for a life
To retire at the swimming pool
Form:
A rainy day does not dampen my spirits
as I walk to the beat of the rain,
my feet feel the rhythm of the raindrops with each step,
I am part of the rainy day parade of marchers
who are crowned with colorful umbrellas
which bob along the wet and busy city sidewalks.
Over 50% of high school marchers
cannot identify the 'river'
and think it's the 'Carribean Sea'
Why pay the kids to march, Mr. Soros
their meaningless chants bore us
Pay them instead to take geography classes
so they don't appear be such dumb asses
The blood of the people
In the streets of Cairo
The flesh of mothers
In the lanes of Cairo
The cries of children
In the cusp of fear
The boots of soldiers
On the sides of marchers
And the bullets from rifles
Of sons and daughters
Of the would be victims
This spring of madness
In the land of Pharaohs
In the land of Pyramids
In the land of the Nile
This spring of death
And destruction
In the heart
Of Egypt
O Misri!
When
Will it
End?
A Cinderella chariot,
Eight horses in the lead;
Two heavy looking crowns that seemed
Uncomfortable, indeed.
A scepter and an ermine robe,
An orchestra and choir,
With all that pomp and heraldry
Intended to inspire.
The royal family on board,
Except the ones estranged;
The military marchers
And the guests, just-so arranged.
Amazing to bear witness to
The history, the bling.
I joined the world to watch
The coronation of a king.
A parade so marches past my window
It seems it’s there most every day
Like life, it moves and goes on by
If only it would stop, I always pray
But yet, so fast the marchers marching
The drums, they beat a hastened step
One day, I’ll stop them, for a moment
To join with them, I’ll get them yet
So play your music loud and noisy
March with smiles as you go by
But know this, friends, one day I’ll join you
To march with you under blue skies