Sniped Poems - Poems about Sniped

...God, One day, will you tell my why little babies have to die? Children starve while mothers cry Deadly bombs drop from the sky God, tell me. Tell me why. God, Feel the ground about to shake ......

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......It went up on the internet, people argued in vain, some said, “Monster,” some said, “It’s good that ‘the rich’ know their pain!” Tyler ignored all the hoopla, knew nothing would be done, all......

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...The wandering clouds, over the Japanese sky With mirth and joy passing by Unknown of the upcoming crisis laugh of folks in merry bliss The birds chirping, blessing good never was it prominent an......

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...Open eyes to bright sunshine This feels like the first day Can't imagine what went before Like a scene from an Ibsen play The thought of you a lightning bolt The kind that hits you twice Yo......

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...Last Halloween was scary with evil brewing strong when Peggy planned a party and things went off all wrong In tatty robe, her hair awry she slaved all day with care her neighborhood to satisf......

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...There was an old lady, a frumpy old bag who people called horrid, a witch and a hag And 'though she was ugly and danced 'mid moonbeams all was not quite as it might've then seemed Old-fashioned......

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...Hux said,"My mother realized that I was a being apart, but if you’re all sure I’m a mistake, then please, come stab me in the heart.” To ensure that he drove home his point he then pulled out ......

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...This house belonged to grandfather Rudolph, though its history goes much further back, all the way to the eighteen seventies, when to this vast land Herbert Blake did trek. It had once been a g......

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...strife riven island corner, rough hewn by rival visitation vexed, looking in, looking out, on the edge of places to go thrang in thrall of other realms, banners furling, batons flung across ......

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...As the suicide bomber detonates himself at a roadside check I wait for my coffee machine's light to turn green and beep Carnage unfolds after all bits of shrapnel finish their courses I add my spo......

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...Sitting at the edge of a bubble uncooled, trying to light an eternal flame of anonymity; counter the wrangler, one skull in each hand, of ancestors, you prepare for the crime of breaking the umbilic......

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...This vicious cycle invades masses, Deception overwhelms their human eyes, Little ones grow up before you know it, A mothers lies, Become her cries. This disease of the mind keeps her raveled inside,......

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... Doth it not thrill thee, Poet, Dead and dust though thy art, To feel how I press thy singing Close to my heart? By Richard Le Gallienne (The Passionate Reader to His Poet) Mama ha......

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...We fall down, spit, fight get ready for battle. Almost like it's mandatory- oh but that wouldn't be story. It'd ruin the plans, lose all the fans, take a way that unique quality, of taking ......

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...Sitting at the edge of a bubble uncooled, trying to light an eternal flame of anonymity; counter the wrangler, one skull in each hand, of ancestors, you prepare for the crime of breaking the umb......

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