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Best Poems Written by Sam Russell

Below are the all-time best Sam Russell poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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Britain

Why did they fight for our freedom of speech? 
when we as a nation are afraid to speak 
Led by a government that’s corrupt and weak 
the future for our children looks dark and bleak.
 
What’s happened to this great nation of ours?
Once so powerful, 
now it’s us who carry the scars
more concerned with our image and fancy cars
an influx of celebrity paedophiles spending time behind bars.

Young British men fighting for twisted Islamic authors,
sharpening their knives to behead innocent news reporters,
it’s time for the government to stand up and end these slaughters, 
before more men don’t return home, to their sons wives or daughters,
murderers and rapists infiltrating our borders, hiding behind a smile with no care for our orders.

We're no longer a nation that prides itself on earning,
cashing in our next giro cheque seems more concerning 

when’s the system going to stop giving, and start learning or 
will it take another Philpott to leave his kids burning? 

A nation of scroungers has become the impression, 
with a work shy attitude and a Jeremy Kyle obsession,
happy for you to work to pay for their homes and  possessions, 
while there’s soldiers  left homeless in a state of depression. 

When will there be justice for the victims of all these terror attacks? 
we shouldn’t have to walk the streets looking over our backs,

The victims of Grenfell deserve more respect,
but with the government holding their own enquires what do you expect ?

It’s time for us to unite and end this frustration,
because after all they fought to keep this a great British nation, 
it’s not about race, sexuality or religion 
we’re all one people a part of one creation,

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Troubled Mind

Not a day goes by where your not missed, RIP mate, forever in our hearts.


WHY COULDN’T WE SEE THE PAIN IN HIS EYES 
IF ONLY WE KNEW WHAT HE WAS FEELING INSIDE 
PLUMMENTING SO FAST ON LIFES EMOTIONAL RIDE 
LEAVING THE LOVE IN HIS HEART NO WHERE TO RESIDE.

THIS WAS NO LIFE ANYONE SHOULD HAVE LIVED 
SEEING HIS OWN DEATH AS A GIFT 
SEARCHING SO HARD FOR THAT MENTAL LIFT 
PRAYING HIS DESOLATION WOULD FINALLY SHIFT.

HE USED DRUGS TO TRY TO BLOCK IT OUT
BUT THE VOICES IN HIS HEAD WOULD SCREAM AND SHOUT 
THERE WAS NO RELEASE FROM HIS INTERNAL GLOOM 
NO WHERE TO HIDE BUT IN HIS DEN OF DOOM.

THE TIME HAD COME AND HE HAD MADE HIS CHOICE 
HE FINALLY SUCCUMB TO THAT CONTINUOUS VOICE 
AS HE TOOK HIS FINAL BREATH HE DIDN’T THINK TWICE 
THAT WAS THE NIGHT HE ENDED HIS LIFE.

AS HIS PEACEFUL   BODY HUNG THROUGH THE NIGHT 
OUT OF THE DARKNESS THERE CAME A LIGHT
AN ANGEL STEPPED FORWARD ELEGANT AND BRIGHT 
TAKING HIM BY THE HAND FOR HIS FINAL FLIGHT 
WITH NO MORE UNHAPPINESS IN HIS LIFE.

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Racism

It’s not realism it’s racism, 
a whole organisation  left bleeding on the pavement like Stephen,
a force that’s racist and corrupt,
and they wonder why in them we don’t trust, 
it’s just a colour it’s just some skin, 
a man should be judged from the values he holds within, 
not because of his background accent or ethnic origin.

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Two Faces

A two faced pacifist, 
who preaches peace,
then causes war up in your premises.

Always quoting lines from the genesis,
claiming to be Holier then thou, 
masking the truth that he relays from out of his mouth.

Saying he’s ridding the world of all evil,
but behind closed doors he’s wicked and deceitful, 
with a swagger and full of arrogance, 
look deep in his eyes you can see the Devil dance.

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Returning Soldier

Dedicated to a dear friend, who felt let down by a nation he helped to protect, and was honoured to serve



An Innocent young mind getting ripped apart,
like a Jack the Ripper victim on the streets when it’s dark,
the lights draining from his eyes he’s losing his spark.
 
This is the mindset of a tortured soldier,
the battle carries on even though the war is over, 
the spirit is lost and the fears  still linger, 
everyday spent with the grim reaper lurking over his shoulder.

He’s sick of tussling with his inner beast, 
Sombering thoughts are penetrating his mind like Judas at the final feast,
but the beast is impaling his body with no hope of release,
inside he's broke and  his soul is deceased

His emotions have wilted within,
every inch of his  familiar being seeping out of his skin,
a face without joy, and a heart full of sin, 
he's only 20 years old and now he’s missing a limb.

A young man who once had the beauty of a rose,
now it’s hate and despair that make his blood flow,
on the outside he’s harmless 
on the inside he’s a condemned man who’s heartless.

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Feel Good Music

spreading peace love and unity
from its roots in Jamaica
to each and every community,
 
this is reggae music
the type of music that lifts your spirits 
the type of music that makes you want to smile
every time you feel it,

So With the heart of a lion
stay for ever ready, 
Ready to move to a beat 
so sweet and rock steady, 
a beat sending out it’s  good vibes 
to each and everybody.

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Addiction

It came on with the quickness,
stuck in a body full of sickness ,
on your knees praying for forgiveness, 
But that’s not likely when you took this in vain 
many roads ahead of you they all lead to pain,
given the opportunity you would re fill your veins 
while cold shakes and withdrawals are scrambling your brain 

feeling like Adam in a false garden of Eden, 
surrounded by temptation and that temptations a demon, 
go on just take one little bite, 
it won’t hurt you it will be alright,
hitting your body harder then a thunderous smite,

it’s an addiction that will destroy your whole life,
leave you living a lonely existence,
with a head full of cravings and 
marriage to its persistence.

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Confusion

I'm in a state of delusion what does this all mean? 
I hide behind my smile so the true me can't be seen. 

I wont look at the sky it scares me to death,
when I do
I hyperventilate,
I can't catch my breath.

My moods are up then down, 
this isn't me 
it came on all of a sudden, 
I wish these voices would set me free.

I keep asking myself what is life all about? 
My mind so twisted am I tripping out.

Someone please help me am I going mad 
one minute I'm happy the next I'm sad.

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Love

Love the power in that one word,
Love a word unspoken yet can still be heard, 
Love a word that’s used so freely, 
Love a word that once found is held within your heart so dearly,
Love a word that could break your heart,
Love a word for which you wish you will never part.

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Loving Heart

A loving heart can open up your mind,
reminiscing still of times gone by.

A loving heart can open up your mind, 
why don’t you open up and see what you might find.