Poems About Conflict Published by Members Recently Online
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Poems about conflict published by members recently online.
The End Game
The End Game
The overall effect is what
Truly is the end game
Squeezing it out of the tube
You can’t put it back again
Not tryin to be on one side
But the others are extreme
The genie’s out the bottle
Can’t put him back again
And the hate grows breathing
And seething
Gotta to be on one side
The one that’s humane
He grows with hate…
And I’m seething
How can we treat another person
As less than they should be
All of us in the world
Are...
The overall effect is what
Truly is the end game
Squeezing it out of the tube
You can’t put it back again
Not tryin to be on one side
But the others are extreme
The genie’s out the bottle
Can’t put him back again
And the hate grows breathing
And seething
Gotta to be on one side
The one that’s humane
He grows with hate…
And I’m seething
How can we treat another person
As less than they should be
All of us in the world
Are...
#conflict
#deception
#lies #manipulation
#lies #manipulation
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The End Game
The End Game
The overall effect is what
Truly is the end game
Squeezing it out of the tube
You can’t put it back again
Not tryin to be on one side
But the others are extreme
The genie’s out the bottle
Can’t put him back again
And the hate grows breathing
And seething
Gotta to be on one side
The one that’s humane
He grows with hate…
And I’m seething
How can we treat another person
As less than they should be
All of us in the world
Are...
The overall effect is what
Truly is the end game
Squeezing it out of the tube
You can’t put it back again
Not tryin to be on one side
But the others are extreme
The genie’s out the bottle
Can’t put him back again
And the hate grows breathing
And seething
Gotta to be on one side
The one that’s humane
He grows with hate…
And I’m seething
How can we treat another person
As less than they should be
All of us in the world
Are...
#conflict
#deception
#lies #manipulation
#lies #manipulation
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The End Game
The End Game
The overall effect is what
Truly is the end game
Squeezing it out of the tube
You can’t put it back again
Not tryin to be on one side
But the others are extreme
The genie’s out the bottle
Can’t put him back again
And the hate grows breathing
And seething
Gotta to be on one side
The one that’s humane
He grows with hate…
And I’m seething
How can we treat another person
As less than they should be
All of us in the world
Are...
The overall effect is what
Truly is the end game
Squeezing it out of the tube
You can’t put it back again
Not tryin to be on one side
But the others are extreme
The genie’s out the bottle
Can’t put him back again
And the hate grows breathing
And seething
Gotta to be on one side
The one that’s humane
He grows with hate…
And I’m seething
How can we treat another person
As less than they should be
All of us in the world
Are...
#conflict
#deception
#lies #manipulation
#lies #manipulation
64 reads
0 Comments
The End Game
The End Game
The overall effect is what
Truly is the end game
Squeezing it out of the tube
You can’t put it back again
Not tryin to be on one side
But the others are extreme
The genie’s out the bottle
Can’t put him back again
And the hate grows breathing
And seething
Gotta to be on one side
The one that’s humane
He grows with hate…
And I’m seething
How can we treat another person
As less than they should be
All of us in the world
Are...
The overall effect is what
Truly is the end game
Squeezing it out of the tube
You can’t put it back again
Not tryin to be on one side
But the others are extreme
The genie’s out the bottle
Can’t put him back again
And the hate grows breathing
And seething
Gotta to be on one side
The one that’s humane
He grows with hate…
And I’m seething
How can we treat another person
As less than they should be
All of us in the world
Are...
#conflict
#deception
#lies #manipulation
#lies #manipulation
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THE MUD BEING THE SAME
Exchanging bullets, bombs, gas
obeying hole-in-the-ground commands
unknown the face of the enemy
monstrous in imaginings
Exchanging well wishes, songs, stories, cigarettes,
laughs, smiles, a bit of sport.
one day of Christmas detente, cease fire
enemies indistinguishable but for their clothing
The following day
was it harder to pull the trigger?
obeying hole-in-the-ground commands
unknown the face of the enemy
monstrous in imaginings
Exchanging well wishes, songs, stories, cigarettes,
laughs, smiles, a bit of sport.
one day of Christmas detente, cease fire
enemies indistinguishable but for their clothing
The following day
was it harder to pull the trigger?
#conflict
#war
#humankind #respect
#humankind #respect
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4 Comments
THE MUD BEING THE SAME
Exchanging bullets, bombs, gas
obeying hole-in-the-ground commands
unknown the face of the enemy
monstrous in imaginings
Exchanging well wishes, songs, stories, cigarettes,
laughs, smiles, a bit of sport.
one day of Christmas detente, cease fire
enemies indistinguishable but for their clothing
The following day
was it harder to pull the trigger?
obeying hole-in-the-ground commands
unknown the face of the enemy
monstrous in imaginings
Exchanging well wishes, songs, stories, cigarettes,
laughs, smiles, a bit of sport.
one day of Christmas detente, cease fire
enemies indistinguishable but for their clothing
The following day
was it harder to pull the trigger?
#conflict
#war
#humankind #respect
#humankind #respect
597 reads
4 Comments
THE MUD BEING THE SAME
Exchanging bullets, bombs, gas
obeying hole-in-the-ground commands
unknown the face of the enemy
monstrous in imaginings
Exchanging well wishes, songs, stories, cigarettes,
laughs, smiles, a bit of sport.
one day of Christmas detente, cease fire
enemies indistinguishable but for their clothing
The following day
was it harder to pull the trigger?
obeying hole-in-the-ground commands
unknown the face of the enemy
monstrous in imaginings
Exchanging well wishes, songs, stories, cigarettes,
laughs, smiles, a bit of sport.
one day of Christmas detente, cease fire
enemies indistinguishable but for their clothing
The following day
was it harder to pull the trigger?
#conflict
#war
#humankind #respect
#humankind #respect
597 reads
4 Comments
THE MUD BEING THE SAME
Exchanging bullets, bombs, gas
obeying hole-in-the-ground commands
unknown the face of the enemy
monstrous in imaginings
Exchanging well wishes, songs, stories, cigarettes,
laughs, smiles, a bit of sport.
one day of Christmas detente, cease fire
enemies indistinguishable but for their clothing
The following day
was it harder to pull the trigger?
obeying hole-in-the-ground commands
unknown the face of the enemy
monstrous in imaginings
Exchanging well wishes, songs, stories, cigarettes,
laughs, smiles, a bit of sport.
one day of Christmas detente, cease fire
enemies indistinguishable but for their clothing
The following day
was it harder to pull the trigger?
#conflict
#war
#humankind #respect
#humankind #respect
597 reads
4 Comments
Jailhouse Rock
English courts are stars and garters
As American courts give fines
Mostly to trailer park martyrs
When an indiscretion inclines.
So why are the English better
In matters of jurisprudence
Like timely use of a fetter
Or, implementation of fence?
I suspect old puritan stock
And all their angry descendants
Perversely crave to punish a flock
Of low rent codependents.
But now that the internet's here
They can worship something gracious
Such as a midnight sonneteer
And his elegance capacious,
Which recommends more...
As American courts give fines
Mostly to trailer park martyrs
When an indiscretion inclines.
So why are the English better
In matters of jurisprudence
Like timely use of a fetter
Or, implementation of fence?
I suspect old puritan stock
And all their angry descendants
Perversely crave to punish a flock
Of low rent codependents.
But now that the internet's here
They can worship something gracious
Such as a midnight sonneteer
And his elegance capacious,
Which recommends more...
#conflict
#patience
#PowerOfWords
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Jailhouse Rock
English courts are stars and garters
As American courts give fines
Mostly to trailer park martyrs
When an indiscretion inclines.
So why are the English better
In matters of jurisprudence
Like timely use of a fetter
Or, implementation of fence?
I suspect old puritan stock
And all their angry descendants
Perversely crave to punish a flock
Of low rent codependents.
But now that the internet's here
They can worship something gracious
Such as a midnight sonneteer
And his elegance capacious,
Which recommends more...
As American courts give fines
Mostly to trailer park martyrs
When an indiscretion inclines.
So why are the English better
In matters of jurisprudence
Like timely use of a fetter
Or, implementation of fence?
I suspect old puritan stock
And all their angry descendants
Perversely crave to punish a flock
Of low rent codependents.
But now that the internet's here
They can worship something gracious
Such as a midnight sonneteer
And his elegance capacious,
Which recommends more...
#conflict
#patience
#PowerOfWords
352 reads
0 Comments
Jailhouse Rock
English courts are stars and garters
As American courts give fines
Mostly to trailer park martyrs
When an indiscretion inclines.
So why are the English better
In matters of jurisprudence
Like timely use of a fetter
Or, implementation of fence?
I suspect old puritan stock
And all their angry descendants
Perversely crave to punish a flock
Of low rent codependents.
But now that the internet's here
They can worship something gracious
Such as a midnight sonneteer
And his elegance capacious,
Which recommends more...
As American courts give fines
Mostly to trailer park martyrs
When an indiscretion inclines.
So why are the English better
In matters of jurisprudence
Like timely use of a fetter
Or, implementation of fence?
I suspect old puritan stock
And all their angry descendants
Perversely crave to punish a flock
Of low rent codependents.
But now that the internet's here
They can worship something gracious
Such as a midnight sonneteer
And his elegance capacious,
Which recommends more...
#conflict
#patience
#PowerOfWords
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0 Comments
Love Lost
It has been since dawn since they confronted.
Neither will come to find a common ground.
For beneath the sun, his mind congested.
He couldn’t choose life and hear natures sound,
Death was more of a choice than without her.
For he could not find a love like her.
From his wounds, he can make only a blur,
Just a fragmentation with his vocal.
His destiny had now come to life.
Neither will come to find a common ground.
For beneath the sun, his mind congested.
He couldn’t choose life and hear natures sound,
Death was more of a choice than without her.
For he could not find a love like her.
From his wounds, he can make only a blur,
Just a fragmentation with his vocal.
His destiny had now come to life.
#sadness
#love
#relationships
#breakup
#conflict
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DU Poetry : Poems About Conflict Published by Members Recently Online