Supremacists Poems | Examples

Hello Palestine

Hello Palestine, 
have you seen the headlines today:
400 US federal workers tendered their resignation over the war, seeking ceasefire.  And a Vietnam war veteran donated his pension to Palestine relief fund. Also at Brandeis the president was sacked for violating US Constitution, and was seen packing back to a Kibbutz near Gaza.  Send them back, I say, to disallow infecting American democracy such.  Palestine will never be free when those scoundrels have the upper hands. 
And this just came in, sky over Gaza is clearing, the mist is gone and plenty of sunshine for the foreseeable future, enough to bring the birds out again, singing to the tune of Glorious Palestine, from river to the sea, this holy land shall always be free from the smug of racists and supremacists, clinging to their dystopia of land without Palestinians. Their days are numbered and nightmare is over, hello freedom, hello justice's return after the snub of cold shoulder for a generation.
Gaza cafes are now open again, markets filled with fresh fruit, and children playing with new toys donated from good will citizens of Tel Aviv and East Jerusalem.  It is good to live free again.

Hate Vacuuming

Hate Vacuuming?

By Mark Stucky
Vacuum cleaners are pneumatic nobles,
built to cleanse our offices and homes,
sucking dust from floors and crevices
to discard in trash cans
(where dirt belongs).

What if we could also build a machine
to vacuum hate from our world
and to hurl hate into hell
(where hate belongs)?

What if it could suck base instincts
from souls of supremacists and mass shooters,
mute divisive talk shows, podcasts, and politicians,
and permanently delete dark social media posts?

From each of us, would it also siphon out
grievances, grudges, prejudices, and pain,
with torturous psychological turbulence...
but then heal us as our last dastardly
dust bunnies disappear?

To heal ourselves, our communities, our nations,
can we really assemble that marvelous machine?
Can tools of truth, justice, and love
help us to eradicate hate?


(First published in Valiant Scribe Literary Journal (Issue 2, Winter 2022) 43-44. See also my poems "Closed Community Prejudice (an Alphabetized Memoir)," "Races," and "Weapons of Wonder.")

The Art of the Devilish Deal

The Art of the Devilish Deal

By Mark D. Stucky
Did Trump sell his soul to the devil in 2016?
As his part of the deal, could he lie, preen, cheat, and tweet?
Could he distort, divide, deny, demean, demolish, and destroy?
Could he make even a pandemic worse through criminal negligence?
Is the devil in the details of the deal?

Trump was understandably loved by hate-spewing supremacists,
but why also by family-values evangelicals?
How could so many lose their minds…and still not regain them?
Were brains washed sudsy clean by social media and Fox News?

If Trump did make the sale, was it an artful deal?
Was he even still using his soul anyway?
Would the devil desire such a shriveled thing?
For a chance to destroy democracy,
wouldn’t Putin and Satan have worked pro bono?

Has anyone’s devilish deal
ever worked well long-term?
What will Trump ultimately do
when that bad soul loan comes due?


(See also my poems "The 2023rd Psalm," "Bathing with Bathsheba," "Antisocial Media," and "Tweeting the Truth in Love.")

(Image by andibreit on Pixabay.)

Justice- Just Us

Justice
Just Us
What just us
We of colored race, what's up
 Variance of  browns shaded skins
Overly concentrated in melanin;
Just us!
Of African descent and other dark places beings;
Just us!
Those of you are of bad consciousness;
Where's ya?
Justice!
Hate the haters;
White Supremacists;
Just us!
We did it have to say so ever such
Father where the Justice
Is it just?
Not me...
Open my eyes, my heart so can see?
Am I just?
In behavior and treatment;
Am I qualified just;
Righteous!
Equitable moral upholding;
Lawfulness this I'm believing am I being been fair;
In the treatment of others of my fellow man;
What's just us just to show shout out in fairness?
Integrity honesty!
Am I Injustice or is it me?
Thinking it's only me;
Just us!
I'm just saying it's'
Just us!
All I'm needing;
is to pray not for man's birthday;
But Establishing the mercy's grace and freedoms;
In His justice !
~Jesus~


11/12/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©

So Too

Wealthy anthro-supremacists
do not grow healthy 
Earth climaxing climates

So too,
Earth's optimal health cultures
currently predict
massive
unmediated
anthro-mortality

So too,
to a monoculturing sociopath,
whether person
or corporation
or national federation,
intent on coldly acquiescing to ecocide,

What remains of proper poetic
and dignified distinctions noetic
between civilization
and civil war?

What remains of integrity's
healing bicameral balance,
educated
informed
reformed
restored
to distinguish between 
domestic health empowerment
and global corroding nationalistic wealth 
through sacrificial violence?

Beach Bigots

Sable palms stood like soldiers at parade rest
between dunes and cottage ghost white
against emerald waves rolling
on the white sand beach of Panama City.

Tribal bigots planted Old Glory at water's edge,
staking claim to the public beach for their kind
saying without a word, "If you are not like us
you are not welcome; you do not belong.
This is the new America! This is our land!"

Not the silent majority, but a vocal minority
of white nationalists who clamor incessantly
about patriotism, but who deny freedom to all
who would come to our shores seeking a better life,
a new world of opportunity and hope,
unburdened by radicalization, fanaticism and fear.

Not too long ago, a frail little woman
stood her ground against an entrenched phalanx
of white supremacists who burned crosses,
who claimed they were patriots.
She started Old Glory waving proudly
toward a new era of freedom—

It is yet to come.

Difference

DIFFERENCE

A friend once said that
difference is a problem
when used as a weapon,
perhaps something good
when sought as an
adventure.

He started the interview
by clearing the air, told the
corporate panel at the mahogany
table that he was an African, Jewish,
Republican cross-dresser from southern 
Mississippi, both the son and the daughter
of an Islamic Russian from east of the Urals
and an Ethiopian Christian of half-Chinese
descent who was partially handicapped and
wanted by Interpol for clandestinely supporting
Cuban revolutionaries and Aryan supremacists 
by transporting drugs for an Afghan cartel
whose amoral leader, the half-Indian 
brother of his beautiful mother was a
Colombian priest who had 
broken his vows

He shuffled his feet
and prepared to get up
but the wiry-haired man at the
head of the table held up his hand, looked
over his glasses like an exasperated teacher
about to show faith in a mercurial student
“Get over it!” He said
“You start work on Monday!
You’ll be the company entertainment
for the next thirty years!”

President Tweety Bird

I’m Tweety Bird and ‘I tawt I taw a puddy tat,’
But what I mean, Trump’s nightmares fear a democrat,
I’m as yellow as your hair, tweet,
Feel sure you dye it fair, tweet,
Vulgar antics towards opponents, shows lack of morality
Fake tan, untruths, arrogance and more, sadly your totality.

Become a mature American leader Mr. President,
Your unacceptable rapport with world leaders has evil intent,
Sorry, you are just a reality show,
A favour, take a bow and go,
You fuel Racism, Feminism, Semitism, encourage Supremacists,
Build a wall, which Mexicans dig under, such a hedonist!  

President-elect Tweety Bird, stop your victimization, it’s become boring,
Debateable If you possess, any political finesse, for war hoping?
Hurriedly looking for a vaccine,
I Tweety Bird, first in line,
Side effect, maybe both of us losing our yellow fluff!
Would discuss climate change, but know you’ve abandoned this, rough!

The Whites

white supremacists 

are not necessarily bad people
they are frightened of losing the privileged they thought they had
it was an illusion anyway.
They fear drowning in the sea of the unknown 
the people, mostly working-class you see marching in the street
are not the dangerous ones; they can be curtailed.
What we have to look out for are the wealthy people they tend
to be right-wing without saying so.
They have the power to alter democracy to their liking,
that is keeping the masses at bay and do away with workers unions
and other association they regard as an infringement
to their goal of total dominance.
The idiots we see waving Nazi will bend to the will of their leaders, 
and some of them can be used as a private army keeping the peace.
For the rest, they can regret their foolishness.

League of Ecofeminist Rainbow Conservation Voters

There is this thought,
in Leagues of Voters,
continually arising
from East to West
and South to North
and Left to Right,

That we need to make win/win nice
with our mammalian cousins
on land and sea
or only mean old reptiles
and hungry predative birds and insects
will remain
to design Earth's future cultures
and regenerations.

Others feel this prejudice
for wombs over eggs
and nuts
and seeds
is merely ignorant elitism,
as if humanimals
are not capable of reacting
like rattlesnakes
and scorpions
wherever and whenever our environmental climate
fails to comfort
and entertain us.

Womb supremacists
and egg empiricists
and seed originalists
all agree,
regardless of ZeroZone resourceful structure,
win/win cooperative economies
are healthier than win/lose ego-empowering constitutions,
whether capital declared
or politically implied
by organizing skills fostering more wars and competition
more than love and cooperative education.

This reminds me of a Japanese saying,
There is luck in the last portion.

Whether good luck or bad,
well-wombed or bad-seeded,
this saying leaves to us
to predict and actively hope for
or against.

As White Would Rule This Day

When black would rule each day
and white compete for fire-crossed night

Degenerate monopolies
without room or time for color's nuance
cooperative slow truth and beauty harmonies
outlasting endless distressed dissonance,
surprising lack of resolving intuitions,
absence of inspired re-investments in cooperative intent,

When dark climate clouds rule each potential thanksgiving day
and white supremacists compete in post-millennial nightmares
of jihad terrorism
against healthy multicultural communions,

Against resonant nurturing nuance,
Against resilient democratic process and co-empowerment,

For fueling competitions in stressful dissonance
between loyal thanksgiving truths
and matriarch-wombed experience of hope

Then grateful sensual beauty
of full-octave Father shining sun days
outcast our wealthy capital reinvestments
in full communion EarthTribe stage
with 2020 light of day
bright for ultra-nonviolet night.

Live and Let God

White supremacy has expired, its perpetrators continue to try and resurrect the impossible
Sawing beans that brood only wickedness 
White supremacists you have fallen off the wagon, your time has been suppressed and deleted 
Your kingdoms will only be cluttered with hatred and wicked thoughts   

Your generations will continue to starve of life for you feed them meaningless wisdom
While others flourish you will starve for your conscious is are not as pure as you act in front of them 
Yet you are nothing without them 
Your choice to be blinded by past will create a black hole that will swallow you more than the pride you believe to have 

White supremacist you are left behind trying to start a war you will not be able to handle 
Like David who lead His community to freedom and humility 
They are rising from the ashes of your false teachings and oppression
Dear white supremacists you will suffer from in your own hands, life goes on 

We are all given the chance to rebuild as humanity 
You missing out because you hang up on the past and chained by your wickedness
White supremacists the truth is revealing 

BY:gOddess Of Verse’s

White Supremacists

White Supremacists 
Make love in the dark 
Because any colour 
May put out the spark 

But help is at hand
For researchers find
Members who whack it
May someday go blind

Blind Supremacists
Learn ever so much
About human feelings
"Seeing" colour by touch!

Fascism's Uncertain Patriotic Ring

Fascism has grown cancerous maturity
to pathologically enforce
what mere nationalistic military-industrialized supremacy
would patriotically endorse.

Supremacists of race or gender
or metaphysical systems of personal as political investment,
mistake allegiance to icons and idols and pledges
of national privilege
for personal passion and investment in gratitudes of love
for EarthTribe's WinWin Lands with blessing waters,
Gaian Principles 
of Organic Health Co-Governing Procedures.

Against fascist growing cancers
degeneratively erasing
what EarthTribe optimal regenerators
are more matriotically embracing.

Insanity

We've got fascists on the left
Nazis on the right
Supremacists in the middle
All dressed up in white

As commies come in colors 
That are hard at times to see
They're still a colorful array 
Of daily catastrophe

Socialists here to tell us
As a matter of fact you can
Take candy from a baby
And put it in someone else's hand

With elitists at the top
To tell us how to breathe 
And the poor without a paddle
At the bottom of the stream

And while I'm at it, what life doesn't matter
In the grand scheme of things
Be it red, black, yellow, white
Or fluorescent Martian green

All I really want 
Is to be left alone
In my lower middle class
Without your fine tooth comb

Hate who and what you like
Just please leave me be
And I'll leave you alone
To your insanity

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