PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
1st Mar 2023 4:07pm
1st Mar 2023 4:07pm
Mr. Prime Minister
Based on true events
On Tuesday morning, evil men and women raided Lincoln Road.
It was a joint police/military operation in the rush hour.
The Jamaican security forces swarmed the area like locusts.
And the damn idiots claimed that they were looking for criminals.
Why did they not search the House of Parliament first?
Mr. Prime Minister, do you regard this as police intelligence?
Do Jamaican police and soldiers know the meaning of criminal?
Some dictionaries define criminal as a person who has committed a crime,
But you cannot call...
On Tuesday morning, evil men and women raided Lincoln Road.
It was a joint police/military operation in the rush hour.
The Jamaican security forces swarmed the area like locusts.
And the damn idiots claimed that they were looking for criminals.
Why did they not search the House of Parliament first?
Mr. Prime Minister, do you regard this as police intelligence?
Do Jamaican police and soldiers know the meaning of criminal?
Some dictionaries define criminal as a person who has committed a crime,
But you cannot call...
#soldiers
#oppression
#politics
#evil
#HumanRights
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Ogbonna
Poem Published
18th Feb 2023 11:58pm
18th Feb 2023 11:58pm
The Self-crowned emperor of the French
In seventeen sixty nine a child was born
in Corsica, Genoa's former vassal state.
Prior to his birth, his land had been war-torn.
Paoli's resistance did his birth predate.
At school, his geometrical talent was inborn,
and he was tutored by none other than Laplace.
For his accent, his peers at school laughed him to scorn,
but fortune would elevate him from grass to grace.
With his much older heartthrob he tied the knot;
much to the chagrin of his own dear family.
For the heart of Josephine he relentlessly fought,
and...
in Corsica, Genoa's former vassal state.
Prior to his birth, his land had been war-torn.
Paoli's resistance did his birth predate.
At school, his geometrical talent was inborn,
and he was tutored by none other than Laplace.
For his accent, his peers at school laughed him to scorn,
but fortune would elevate him from grass to grace.
With his much older heartthrob he tied the knot;
much to the chagrin of his own dear family.
For the heart of Josephine he relentlessly fought,
and...
#soldiers
#historical
#military
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AaHarvey
Poem Published
13th Jan 2023 8:53pm
13th Jan 2023 8:53pm
All war is unjust
You celebrate your murderers like they won you a war
And what for? Is my question. Do you pass inspection?
No genuflection; no halo you own.
You gun down the innocent and gnaw on their bones,
Like the savages you are, you fallen stars,
Are dead to me. I see such glee.
Oh the pain you reap.
Your just reward, for an unjust war,
For all are…is a silver star on your heart.
(C)2023 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
And what for? Is my question. Do you pass inspection?
No genuflection; no halo you own.
You gun down the innocent and gnaw on their bones,
Like the savages you are, you fallen stars,
Are dead to me. I see such glee.
Oh the pain you reap.
Your just reward, for an unjust war,
For all are…is a silver star on your heart.
(C)2023 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
#anger
#soldiers
#war #death
#war #death
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joegracegrace
Joe Grace
Joe Grace
Poem Published
14th Dec 2022 8:45am
14th Dec 2022 8:45am
THE RAPTURE IS AT HAND: THE DRYING UP OF THE RIVER EUPHRATES IS THE SIGN !!
The Rapture will involve people dying - mass death.
Nobody will go up without dying. Forget what your pastor told you.
He doesn't know (and may not even care?)
We read that the Rapture is somehow connected to the River Euphrates(Revelation 9.14-15).
It doesn't say the Rapture explicitly.
But it does speak of "the hour and the day" which is code for the Rapture.(Because when Christ spoke of "the hour and the day," (Matt.24.36)
He was referring to the time of THE RAPTURE.
(Later on we read of "the Euphrates drying up" (Rev.16.12).
So,...
Nobody will go up without dying. Forget what your pastor told you.
He doesn't know (and may not even care?)
We read that the Rapture is somehow connected to the River Euphrates(Revelation 9.14-15).
It doesn't say the Rapture explicitly.
But it does speak of "the hour and the day" which is code for the Rapture.(Because when Christ spoke of "the hour and the day," (Matt.24.36)
He was referring to the time of THE RAPTURE.
(Later on we read of "the Euphrates drying up" (Rev.16.12).
So,...
#children
#soldiers
#BestFriend #masculinity
#BestFriend #masculinity
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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
25th Nov 2022 8:50pm
25th Nov 2022 8:50pm
The Perfect Weapon
a horror story
'You don't understand,' cried Laura, 'the British Army wouldn't do this!'
Even in their dire situation, Tina had to laugh at this hopelessly naive platitude. She stood with Laura and Michelle at the ingress to an underground cell. It contained a medieval-looking chair which was bolted to the floor and had wires sprouting all over it, as well as shackles attached to its arms and legs.
To the right was a cabinet with a sound box on it. Michelle had turned this on and a cacophony of male screams had filled the room before she hastily switched it...
'You don't understand,' cried Laura, 'the British Army wouldn't do this!'
Even in their dire situation, Tina had to laugh at this hopelessly naive platitude. She stood with Laura and Michelle at the ingress to an underground cell. It contained a medieval-looking chair which was bolted to the floor and had wires sprouting all over it, as well as shackles attached to its arms and legs.
To the right was a cabinet with a sound box on it. Michelle had turned this on and a cacophony of male screams had filled the room before she hastily switched it...
#soldiers
#ShortStory
#horror #military
#horror #military
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CarrionCrow44
Poem Published
23rd Oct 2022 4:22pm
23rd Oct 2022 4:22pm
Failed State
The cosmic dust
It tasted like first blood
Dripping along a blanket of lust
Evil things we’ve done
I remember the turn
A slit wrist held by another
Her eyes spun just like hurricanes
Sinister snarl in that kiss
Addicted to the rush
Dead lands left in our wake
Toiling in foreign streams
Narcos and warheads intermingle
Local priest strung up bizarre
In rituals I’ve never seen
We become vampires
Taken the wings of better men
Crossbones, suppressors
Oppressing not one
Addicted...
It tasted like first blood
Dripping along a blanket of lust
Evil things we’ve done
I remember the turn
A slit wrist held by another
Her eyes spun just like hurricanes
Sinister snarl in that kiss
Addicted to the rush
Dead lands left in our wake
Toiling in foreign streams
Narcos and warheads intermingle
Local priest strung up bizarre
In rituals I’ve never seen
We become vampires
Taken the wings of better men
Crossbones, suppressors
Oppressing not one
Addicted...
#soldiers
#horror
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da_poetic-edifier
Damon
Damon
Poem Published
19th Oct 2022 4:03am
19th Oct 2022 4:03am
Souljah Story
I'm not Superman but I bare an S on my chest
Symbolic of a brolic Soldier in a front leaning rest
Doing my best to press on post the traumatics
Stress disorders tend to create tragic statistics
Placing tics on my wall like I'm marking time
My weapon of choice are words in my rhymes
Being in a bind like Mike in a straight jacket
Talking bout Myers if you didn't scope the target
Screaming MEDIC!! Please come heal my wounds
Doc said suck it up and let your strength be exhumed
The boom of artillery is...
Symbolic of a brolic Soldier in a front leaning rest
Doing my best to press on post the traumatics
Stress disorders tend to create tragic statistics
Placing tics on my wall like I'm marking time
My weapon of choice are words in my rhymes
Being in a bind like Mike in a straight jacket
Talking bout Myers if you didn't scope the target
Screaming MEDIC!! Please come heal my wounds
Doc said suck it up and let your strength be exhumed
The boom of artillery is...
#strength
#soldiers
#LifeAsAWriter
#MentalHealth
#military
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koolcatjay419
koolcatjay
koolcatjay
Poem Published
31st Aug 2022 5:11pm
31st Aug 2022 5:11pm
It’s Written In You
Dedicated to the soldier and heroes all over the world, thanks for your Service
You're a soldier, they say
It’s where your heart lays.
Whether you are with us today, or you have passed away.
It's in our hearts that you stay.
In this world you walk with bravery in one perfect stride.
You live your life, as if it may be your last ride.
Hearts in sync with your fellow soldiers.
Each and every day, your loved one get older.
You're a Soldier, it's true, it’s written in you.
...
You're a soldier, they say
It’s where your heart lays.
Whether you are with us today, or you have passed away.
It's in our hearts that you stay.
In this world you walk with bravery in one perfect stride.
You live your life, as if it may be your last ride.
Hearts in sync with your fellow soldiers.
Each and every day, your loved one get older.
You're a Soldier, it's true, it’s written in you.
...
#strength
#courage
#soldiers #heroic
#soldiers #heroic
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CanisInc-Untis
Poem Published
2nd Jul 2022 12:26pm
2nd Jul 2022 12:26pm
Symmetry of Gothymmetry3
witches catwalked
up and down
the concave
of Seminary ridge
cantripping
chanting and bantering
soldiers raising their hands
whistling hounds
marking out
while undressing
their unhallowed ground
silhouetted by sundown
flight broomsticks
discreetly seducing
Federal generals
with Confederated plans
became their harlots
for atleast few nights
while their good books
and faith
hid under their beds
convictions all out of sight
as she laid them with spell ...
up and down
the concave
of Seminary ridge
cantripping
chanting and bantering
soldiers raising their hands
whistling hounds
marking out
while undressing
their unhallowed ground
silhouetted by sundown
flight broomsticks
discreetly seducing
Federal generals
with Confederated plans
became their harlots
for atleast few nights
while their good books
and faith
hid under their beds
convictions all out of sight
as she laid them with spell ...
#soldiers
#fate
#witches
#curse
#military
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Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
16th Jun 2022 5:48pm
16th Jun 2022 5:48pm
Track marks nobody knows how or why for that matter
The reveille blows
D
A
W
N
Shooting squad
Burning fields summoned white dragons
Poppies as far as the eye can see
Blood soaked irrigation
A family affair
Silver spooned tourniquet
The pharmacy is that way
Sister morphine quick fetch the Fentanyl
Need to killer the suffering quicker
The reveille blows
D
U
S
K
Come
Everybody knows
D
A
W
N
Shooting squad
Burning fields summoned white dragons
Poppies as far as the eye can see
Blood soaked irrigation
A family affair
Silver spooned tourniquet
The pharmacy is that way
Sister morphine quick fetch the Fentanyl
Need to killer the suffering quicker
The reveille blows
D
U
S
K
Come
Everybody knows
#soldiers
#war
#drugs
#heroin
#PTSD
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Baldwin
Poem Published
30th May 2022 3:14pm
30th May 2022 3:14pm
Memorial Day
The killing fields of Ypres,
Verdun, and of the Somme
are verdant now,
their greening since the Armistice
have each become
a cover for the lie
of ages old
the ardent young were once
and still today are told
of how it is a noble and a glorious thing
to kill and die.
for God, for country, and for king.
Verdun, and of the Somme
are verdant now,
their greening since the Armistice
have each become
a cover for the lie
of ages old
the ardent young were once
and still today are told
of how it is a noble and a glorious thing
to kill and die.
for God, for country, and for king.
#soldiers
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Kinkpoet
Poem Published
15th Apr 2022 7:38pm
15th Apr 2022 7:38pm
Government Approved Predators
they prey
on little boys
teenagers pretending
to be men
guided by
testosterone
they entice
with promises
of steady work
of opportunity
of stability
they convince (coerce)
them into
taking the oath
to defend
the
constitution
they send them
to foreign lands
to fight and die
(or survive and suffer)
for businesses with no objective
but the bottom line
sent to force
the democratic way
on tribal cultures ...
on little boys
teenagers pretending
to be men
guided by
testosterone
they entice
with promises
of steady work
of opportunity
of stability
they convince (coerce)
them into
taking the oath
to defend
the
constitution
they send them
to foreign lands
to fight and die
(or survive and suffer)
for businesses with no objective
but the bottom line
sent to force
the democratic way
on tribal cultures ...
#soldiers
#war
#military
260 reads
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