Warfare

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Man's worst enemy

Man's worst enemy

Why, the worst enemy of man is man
for man has subdued everything else
Fear not the tiger,...

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We Dream of Peace

We Dream of Peace

Like merciless vultures roaming above the wild grasslands,
you pick right through the bones
...

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HUMANS DON'T DESERVE ....

HUMANS DON'T DESERVE . . . . . .

I gave you all a beautiful world and what did you do?
you fucked it up with continual disasters in...

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Fleeting Peace

Fleeting Peace

The soldiers hear the roar of rattling guns,
But they cannot avoid the raging war.
The war...

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The Moon Appears and She is...

From my Raven Collection

The Moon Appears and She is Blue


As if the day turned black
and the sun turned a dirty shade of grey
awaiting eagerly...

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The gun slinger in my mind

The gun slinger in my mind

It’s Not 1990

The gunslinger waits, his hand on the hilt,

A reflex honed, a weapon...

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Native Americans: Bones of...

Native Americans: Bones of the Buffalo

In the heart of the Great Plains

Where buffalo roam the prairie grass

Their...

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WITCHES AND WARLOCKS

They have been welcomed in your home...

You have allowed them to takeover your mind...

How...

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WAR AND ME

My house will never be the same as it was before
How can it be in the sake of blood and war...

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They Lied About the Five...

The word, on the street, was there would be
another world war ..
Those that laughed, have...

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MAKE AN HOUR LAST

MAKE AN HOUR LAST

Take the time to Refresh...

To Remember...

To Know...

The World has been here...

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I WALK FREE

I WALK FREE

In Christ, I'm making a difference
Being who God made me to be
I am who I am
Just...

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Our Skies Are Red With Blood

Our Skies Are Red With Blood


Never had I witnessed with my own eyes
real live war until now
a forty-inch flat...

Poem -

Return of the Kingsman

Oh , will they call us back ?new boots , same old rat-a-tat-tat

In the wilderness wanting to belong...

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Stop the warmongers and...

Stop the warmongers and aggressors

( A poem I wrote many months ago when muslims were being killed in Palestine, Syria, Iraq, but it still...

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I hate what you are doing...

I hate what you are doing in the name of freedom

When I see these men woman and children screaming and yelling death to Arabs
Screaming if you are...

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Keeping My Colors

An Ode to Psychiatry

Keeping My Colors

He wants me
to sit down
and write a poem
but my hearts done hemorrhaging
now...