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Tear Gas Poems - Poems about Tear Gas


Premium Member Mad And Sick Of Seeing So Much Violence In Our Streets
I am going to scream That there is too much injustice In our streets. The Police, These days, are not there for Justice, For all citizens in our cities. I am going to scream That there is too much mayhem on the screen, Too much unbearable pain for the spleen, And too much chaos and violence in my dreams. I can hear the screams, Coming from...

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Categories: tear gas, anti bullying, books, dream,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Tear Gas, Bloody Tears, Airdrops
You bombed, bombed Now you airdrop aids You killed, killed God’s children Pregnant moms Innocent women Poor toddlers Weak boys and sick men No reason You poisoned water You robbed, robbed Now you want To give sweet ice cream To children You are crazy You are sick How naughty What a shame How nauseating The world is at war This is sickening Hypocrites You are, yes you are You bombed, bombed You killed, killed The world is at war Humanitarian Food, bombs...

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Categories: tear gas, allusion, bullying, discrimination, emotions,
Form: Haiku



An Idiot Does Not Riot
Demonstrators in all riots Aren’t at all full or half idiots: Any fellow on Rich Diet Most likely will remain quiet… Idiots don’t fear Police Canister, Whose contents are damned sinister. Cops begin to consult Tear Gas And vanish would even a lass; For man fancies not Helpless Tear; Once its source sights, to The Rear... With Betrayers they remonstrate, Against The Bizarre demonstrate: Idiots don’t...

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Categories: tear gas, abuse, confidence, conflict, confusion,
Form: Rhyme
Tear Gas Dries On Its Own
Tear gas in their faces Malicious militia’s hunt, The people we depend upon To bear the work we shun The caravan has reached our gates Their faces full of sadness wishing to work our fields of lettuce They’re greeted with our madness They leave a dying state to pick Our fruit and grapes with gladness Caring for our golf course lawns Our children,...

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Categories: tear gas, discrimination, god, jewish, patriotic,
Form: Carpe Diem
Tear Gas Ticket
TEAR GAS TICKET Gotta get home. Comin' on night. Notta time to roam. Air tastin' fight. Me, jump on a ride-- toward my town. Tout, he says with pride-- ‘Best bus around’ Next guy says to me ‘Drivers start strike-- We just have to see What this ride’s like.’ Strikers kiss their stones To Throw them straight. 'God please get me home-- It's gettin' on late.' white gal slinks down covers her face she's...

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Categories: tear gas, history, introspection, life, philosophy,
Form: Rhyme Royal




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