When guns sound
Here and there on this soil,
Souls sink like on the Titanic.
Good news for survival—
surfing in from the Soviets:
an answer to WHO’s
long-awaited question,
a cure for killer cancer.
Hats off, Russia
Wham-o’s old Pluto Platter,
gets a brand-new name.
Fred and Ethel say farewell,
Dick Clarke gets his fame.
The Cat in the Hat is born,
Bogie has moved on.
Hurricane Audrey rages,
while Paul meets with John.
Sputnik said that space is now,
the brand new frontier.
Russia’s I. C. B. M makes,
their intentions clear.
Four hundred officials killed,
by Vietcong hands.
Elvis starts his life behind,
the walls of Graceland.
Seventy thousand more lives,
lost to Asian flu.
We were losing the space race,
as Vanguard dies too.
In Arkansas the guard blocks,
the Little Rock Nine.
Eisenhower sends his troops,
to settle the times.
McGovern points a finger,
says they're Commie Reds.
Soviets test the H Bomb,
brings ultimate dread.
Laika makes it into space,
U.S. is grounded.
Great Britain test their bomb and,
alarms are sounded.
Great innovations in births,
and technology.
Electric watch, Edsel,
Jayne Torvill and me.
....t-rump shouted....
pay up...or die; your choice
economic times : / smile : )
well canadas a bit short on cash right now...
so, maybe we should become a chinese ally
or let soviets rush-in as allies....and be u.n. buddies
stan
The Fluidity of war
We live in a strange and relative time.
Russia doesn’t want war; Putin has made his mark
we respect him; the USA understand his concern
If you cast your mind back to the Cuba crisis in 1962
when the Soviets had bases in Cuba, the USA demanded
the Soviets removed the nuclear weaponry and the bases.
The USA has internal problems so serious it can split the union;
border conflict is of little interest.
Ukraine doesn’t want war, asks Europe not to meddle.
NATO has proven it has gone a base too far and should
be dismantled for the sake of peace.
Britain is recalcitrant bang, a big drum, no listens.
What interests the USA today, China is spreading?
its wings across the pacific that’s a pressing concern.
Dot To Dot
Join the dots all in a line
Where do they all lead?
Afghanistan
Land of failed empires
Defeated armies
Opium production
Terrorism central
Forget Lebanon
Afghan is number one
Ever since the 70s
The Soviets started it
All the rest added to it
You know the nations
Shall we bet who’s next?
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Nick Armbrister and other writers
Premier Stalin was a gangster
an armed robber who
'became' a Marxist
'progressive'
Murdered 120 million
of his fellow Soviets
Seems to me his 'career'
was regressive
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Thanks to Sand Blown for
the changes made to this
poem on August 22, 2020
Your question, well-taken,
S.B.! Appreciated! ~gw
Refused To Go
I should have joined the Air Force
This is very clear to me now
At the time it wasn't clear
The sudden new mad moods in me
My life would've been different
But as my dad said
I refused to go for whatever reason
The was within myself I guess
Partly ongoing but partly over
Back then I prepared no options
And I had no Plan B to follow
I or my life never recovered from that
The rest is history and life
I was no Air Force brat
Who was arming Tornado planes
In a war with the Soviets
I imagine what could have been
I forgive myself for it
But I made up for it
In my own way
By writing...
This is America.
We kill everybody equally.
So do the Neo Soviets.
So do the English.
So do the Chinese.
So do the Muslim extremists.
So do the...
On and no it goes.
A meat grinder of death.
More fresh kills are needed.
Feed the death machine.
It's ravenously hungry...
What to write? That I miss Ronnie Raygun and his Star Wars dreams? Beating the Soviets at their own game? Out weaponeering them so their economy collapsed? Doing it all again? Defeating the Evil Empire who want to rule us all, twice.
Let's support the USA and stand up to tyranny. We are the good guys, the flag bearers of freedom. Each F-15 and 16 is our protector. The sound of freedom. Bought at great cost while millions of Americans starve and have no health care.
Each cruise missile equalling a cancer ward. But not as cool as a live one aimed at the big bad Soviets. Cold War dreams, thirty short years ago. We were like computers, programmed to believe.
U2 and Frankie sang about nuclear war. How close were we? Five to midnight? Murky unsettled dreams remembered, returning. Brush peace away and ready your missiles.
Picnic by Jimmy Boom Semtex
Soviet Jet
Soviets are like mosquitoes
Always there in the environment
There’s no escape from them
They get in your head
So they rule you remorsessly
By power of paranoia
A bite is a bullet
An infection is a bomb
A disease is a nuclear blast
Mosquitoes are Russians
Russians are mosquitoes
Waiting to be eradicated
By a superior power
Always ready for war
Endless circle of deceit
Mosquito flight round you
Looking for an opening
To attack you
While you sleep
The Russian way
Keep you off guard
Then get you
But not if we strike
And drain their pond
Spray them with insecticide
So they never breed again
No more Novichok
Or nukes or bio weapons
Finally we are safe
Except from our own
FECKING PARANOIA!!!
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The Devil Knows
Revenge is sweet and best served against Russians. Or so ISIS/Daesh thinks. They claim to have blown up a Russian airliner with a bomb. Over two hundred dead. An American satellite saw the flash from space. There was no missile launch unlike the Neo Soviet terrorists shooting down the Malaysian airliner.
What will Putin The Dog do? Hide in his Kremlin kennel and run round in circles? Pawing at his head, paranoid delusions. His slaves are in a new war, forget Ukraine. Syria is getting bombed. Lots of civilians being martyred. The Dog says he's bombing Daesh.
He lies. It's mainly the American backed opposition and some real terrorist groups getting hit. But did some bombs hit ISIS? Their alleged airline attack proves they're not happy. Something had to give, opposite reaction. What will the Neo Soviets do now? Ground invasion, eighties Afghan style? The Devil knows in advance...
Social Graces;
How can you do a bilateral deal with Russia,
if we let them into the G6,
times up for con trails like you,
someone has to go,
and you are already atmosphere,
we have to make room for fresh air,
besides there's a dead streak forming in you,
in the way you chill the public air,
with truth syrome and pirate jimmies,
the hollow moon is luminati.
Social Values;
The Canadian Dollar seems strong,
times up for a three percent weakling like you,
you're even losing ground to Big Foot,
there isn't even enough volatility for shorts to milk the system,
the fed is getting up close and personal,
"value" stocks won't float in two percent plus growth,
and little money will be spent on low "value" items like coal,
military spending brought down the Soviets,
and it will bring down a three percent communist like you.
The Russians are coming.
Picture this North of Norway it was early spring but still cold
but the days were longer, and the land was gripped by
the German army and their collaborators.
The Russian army came pushing the Germans south,
the German army tried the scorched earth tactic burning houses
and barns killing livestock, the people were hiding in mines.
The Russian army was seen as heroes, gave the starving people
food and shelter and the North were freed before the south.
The Russians didn’t linger which the deal was struck by
the USA and the Soviets.
After the war when the first election was held the communist
party won the north, which was understandable, but as time
went by and the atrocity of Stalin came to light people voted
for the labour party, but the sympathy of the soviets lingered.
This war is forgotten now; suddenly Russia is the enemy and NATO
troops are protecting the borders, from what?
But so is the politics of power, shifting alliances and the papers
to that should know better, is staunchly anti- Russian.
Now I've landed some crappy jobs in the past,
but finally landed a job I'd hope would last,
working as a spy for the C.I.A.,
my first important job
on the wall of the Soviets that day...
Flying around with a little camera,
wearing my little hat,
I saw Putin come towards me with something behind his back,
meeting my demise with a Soviet "SPLAT!"
Cpt. kirks future predictions- Food tubes {supplimitarium A B C D E}
Universal united nations {u.u.n} tying all the galactic species in celestial socialism
Robotic republicans & dimensionless democrats
All humanities races will melt together into a weird orangey color
The soviets will turn Cruthnie into a super secret nuclear facility
All drugs will be trans-dermal
Gluttony will be glorified
Itll be illegal to naturally procreate "pick up a kid or pet at the genetic clinic
Garbage will be used as fuel
Itll be cool to be mindless
In my visions i see sky cities and underground dwellings segregating classes
73 eyes on the beasts back and 96 paratoidals to an orbital octant... end transmission
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