Patriotism Poems
Cries of the Country
by Bhaskaranand Jha Bhaskar
Beyond the crest
Of the peaceful land of ours,
Of love, compassion and humanity
Stares at us cruelly an untrusted masquerading face
With long red greening teeth, hands blood smeared
In their favourite back-stabbing game waged on since long
Unseen and unhidden from us, but exposed to global eyes.
The so called dogma
Of the people beyond, gone astray
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Another Daring Deed – in Trump’s own words on Soleimani’s death
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
Yes, I’ve done it once again
Removed a seeping cancerous pain,
Soleimani’s dead and gone,
The devil’s agent, the Ayatollah’s pawn.
Long the source of all things bad,
Few if any should feel sad,
If his passing caused a stir
His gruesome end aimed to deter.
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Honor to U.S. Veterans and First Responders
by Joe Cyr
(Flag Day, Memorial Day, Independence Day, Veteran’s Day)
The word is out. The word is out.
Heed the bugle’s call.
Listen up! Listen up!
Hail our veterans all.
Now hear this! Now hear this!
Hark to the bosun’s pipe.
Today is a special day, so let’s not have your gripe.
“Oh, yeah, so what; we hear that stuff each and every year.”
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Unmatched Patriotism
by Disha Shree
In wind, the stripes making it alive,
A fish swimming up the current,
Bold, vibrant and strong they are,
Fluttering, rendering me hypnotized,
Is it the blue of the wheel on the white canvas,
Or is it the brilliant color and it's hue?
I take a moment to drink in the sight,
Living my dreams, loving this beauty of India.
Is it just the monumental incredibility,
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Don't Let America Die
by Michael J. Nappi
A long, long time ago
I can still remember how this country used to make me smile
And I knew if I took a chance
And skewed those liars with a lance
Then maybe we’d be happy for a while
They stole our rights and made me shiver
The Constitution became chopped liver
To the poles let’s all schlep
Don’t let them take one more step
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Filth
by Igor Vykhovanets
Police Dramas
Police shows—like Soviet syrup,
Sticky, slow, and dull in tone.
They need a drink to wake them up,
To snap out of their endless drone.
Immigrants all say it clear,
The Soviet’s back, it’s here to stay.
No need for talent, just the fear,
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The Ballad of Mike’s Flag
by Joe Cyr
(Inspired by a Sen. John S. McCain speech about POW Mike Christian in Vietnam)
At the “Hanoi Hilton” in Hao Lo, North Vietnam,
a captive’s life was hard;
treatment of Allied POWs was brutal
and conditions there inhumane.
All suffered years of abuse in a world defined
by the walls of the prison yard.
One day, young aviator Mike Christian found,
in the prison compound’s sewer drain,
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Honor to U.S. Veterans and First Responders
by Joe Cyr
(Flag Day, Memorial Day, Independence Day, Veteran’s Day)
The word is out. The word is out.
Heed the bugle’s call.
Listen up! Listen up!
Hail our veterans all.
Now hear this! Now hear this!
Hark to the bosun’s pipe.
Today is a special day, so let’s not have your gripe.
“Oh, yeah, so what; we hear that stuff each and every year.”
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Ciel macédonien
by Sanja Atanasovska
Je marche à travers les arcs-en-ciel de quelqu'un d'autre
Je bouge mon âme
dans une petite valise
et j'oublie toutes les pierres
qui venaient de près
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Прапор
by Sanja Atanasovska
Там, де червоний і жовтий кольори,
там і я,
ношу їх із собою і в собі.
Каміння з усіх країн світу
не варте однієї македонської піщинки.
Коли я буду вам потрібна,
ідіть за моїм прапором і знайдете моє коріння.
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