War

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Wilfred Owen’s Loot (WW1...

Wilfred Owen’s Loot (WW1 Spring Offensive 1917)

Instrument to be played
no strings attached

Neither trumpet nor a cornet
nor a...

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Trenches

Trenches

Discarded shells and charcoal spew midst dying blades,
Tremendous bellow rips the silence as cruel...

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Love and war

Love and war

I won’t war against your mind, nor your body
I need you in good physical and spiritually conditions...

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World War Write

My pen writes,..Its an all out war.

My mind for the right.
Crying, bloodshed and gore....

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It's only just Begun

It's only just Begun

My Isis bride.
came for blood,
She no longer wishes
to fight the jihad.
grown...

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Fallen Soldier *

Fallen Soldier *

Crimson pools, unbridled desolation,
Succumbed to thief in the night evoke devastation.
...

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The Flutter

I heard a flutter within me
An intruder, I ask it to leave
In response, it grows, his...

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Playing ‘Fall Down’ with...

Playing ‘Fall Down’ with the Devil’s Soldiers

The hate of my enemies is

so insanely potent as to be
almost


sensual

They...

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For My Home

For My Home

Gas cans drop,
Breathing starts to stop.
Bullets whistled through the sky,
Heroes...

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War Crime$

War Crime$

Throughout our bloody history
soldiers have died
in many uniforms
and guises

...

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Starring Role (Dedicated to...

Starring Role (Dedicated to my Homeland Syria)

In the play of life
death withdrew
it apologized
it was the hero
it became...

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The Pied Piper

The Pied Piper

I could rid you off all of your rats,

But you would never compensate.

So, I chose your...

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War

War

Black billows, smoke and dust, screaming in echoes,
Robust men lay down their lives and create...

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Masks

Masks

Incessantly I dispose of those who wrong me, that don’t belong to me, diminish me, confidence lacking,...

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We’re Going To Kansas City

We’re Going To Kansas City

The Chargers came to our house, on Sunday afternoon;
With intentions of upsetting us, that crazy...

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Flyer

Flyer

Her warm breath is like a cloud
Blown by a fierce wind.
In the clear cold desert air.
...

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BULLET FOR HIS COUNTRY

BULLET FOR HIS COUNTRY

Take a bullet for country and for Queen
That's what these men did who were barely eighteen
...