Theft Poems - Poems about Theft

SPECIAL AGENT PAULA BRAND ARLINGTON HEIGHTS ILLINOIS NEEDED MY DEATH SHE HAD NOW BEGAN EXPOSING MY IDENTITY TO JAMAICAN DEALERS IN TAMPA IMPERSONATING ME WITH CONVICTED FELONS CONVICTED AS A RESULT OF MY WEARING WIRES PREGNANT FOR THE FBI BUYING WEAPONS AND DRUGS THIS WAS HER VICIOUS WAY OF HAVING MURDERED CLONED ABORTED SHE AND...

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When you steal, it’s more than an object you take— You sever a thread in the soul you forsake. That bracelet? A gift from a mother now gone. That wallet? A dream that someone leaned on. Behind every item lies a story untold, A piece of a life that was cherished and...

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JAY TOWNSEND JOHNSON HENRY AKA JOY Y JONES THIS IDENTITY THIEF BEGAN STEALING MY IDENTITY AFTER HER TWISTED AFFAIR WITH MY ABUSIVE EX HUSBAND AND PETER GARGANO THE ABUSE ESCALATED AFTER THIS IDENTITY THEFT ARRIVED WITH HER JAMAICAN GUNMAN TO END MY LIFE HOME INVASIONS THREATS I FINALLY SUFFERED A TRAUMATIC BRAIN INJURY FROM A...

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Enrolling as a pirate is much harder than it seems, You’ll need to speak in present tense and chase your wildest dreams. Well, once you’ve trained a parrot and been measured for your hook, You have to plough through pages of the health and safety book. The pointed end’s the bow, whilst your rudder’s near the aft, Our crow’s...

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Singularity Epitome of clarity Pitter patter rarely Potter’s dreams can’t scare me Still frame New game You and I are not the same I ebb omen and I flow Roman Never stopped, steamrollin’ The chosen showman Man of the show Light up like somethin you know Attention with proper intention Then disappear with your patterns Trips around Saturn One left and then one right turn But never two lefts Because two lefts...

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I remember this one time when I was nowhere near my prime and somebody made off with my heart. My mother watched in disbelief and told me to chase the thief and to stop giving in to grief. I was falling behind in the race so mom told me to pick up the pace or to file a missing heart’s case. I am still...

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In lands where olive trees were once tended with care echoes of laughter from the indigenous ones beneath a sky where foreigners cast their lies Where dreams were lost and all hope died children's eyes opened wide with fear memories of peace now blurred and unclear Horrors whispered in the dark of night Zionists crimes of plunder and plight fields once fertile now...

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You may be very wealthy and powerful, Yet you're doomed to fail like a fool, If you are on the wrong side of history, Where a deep sludgy hole is your final destiny. Hitler at one point found himself on the slippery slope Where he crashed and his neck ended in a rope. He eventually vanished, disappeared and gone Like a flash...

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Come late to the party and what will be left? Putin's puppet and our Democracy's theft....

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("World Turning", 2021, original encaustic) Taxation is Theft The world today’s divided ‘Tween those who give and take One side doing all it can To steal what others make. It is a world of conflict Along lines of hope and fear Where each project what they reject But cannot see what’s near. We call it being civil But that's not what we've shown As brothers fight with...

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Grand theft Jesus happens every day People use HIS Name for the wrong reason Deception will increase! It is sad to see that a man who is always so positive on TV Can be so negative in real life! Life on stage can be pretentious However, those on TV must keep the show going! Christian TV may have to change...

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It is Never Too Late to Be What You Were Born to Be You are a creature of purpose Therefore empower yourself with what is already yours! Passion and the power of your vision Can be displayed in your life All you need is that decision and You can enhance the precision in your life. Procrastination might be wrong! In this century Now...

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I have a window; Any day— the traffic below is undying with busy people, vehicles unending, and ambulances screaming for way. men donning mud for clothes and wool for hair command parking and direct movement of vehicles for spare change. Above, I can near scrape the sky and hunt birds with a...

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Shall I forget "Don't Forget Things Street", Where stealing increases body heat And items get lost from 7.00pm: Wealth outside owners forget to claim? "Don't forget" might stop recording theft, If owners stopped treating things as left, When the long and short hands of clocks Had balanced on Twelve and Seven, gaped locks... "Don't forget street" yet to house burglars But could soon have...

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Dawn crests the peaks of barren refuse, enthralling masses and demanding rations of passion from muck Stuck into walls, hanging out halfway, suspended by calls of anguish and hate - Little does it matter for our pain and thoughts Little does it falter in it’s saintly rot And little does it rain down pleasure atop rocks - Towering pulses in cavernous...

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