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We all lose when we fight We're all wasted when we **** each other And when we unnecessarily destroy nature We become our own enemies For nothing, we waste our energies Our youth and our vital resources For nonsense, we destroy the right To live, to love, and to enjoy life It's an error, a mistake, a major gaffe To want to destroy our fellow human beings It's serene and divine when the rooster sings When the remaining feline family follows suit It is wonderful when one of us wears a nice suit Instead of wearing the fatigues and carrying heavy guns Like ants who are shopping for the coming winter season My brothers and sisters of the world, common sense and reason Will always prevail. We **** ourselves, every time we fight Let's carry the torch of peace. In the dark, let's shine the light. Let's stop acting like sick sore losers Let's stop this negative trend at once Let's behave like true and real winners By loving each other. Let's not lose an ounce Of our precious blood over stupid wars We are civilized. We are all humans with powers Our blood is red, not black, and not white We all lose when we fight. Copyright © April 2018, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.
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3d ago
May 31, 2026 at 5:32 AM UTC
Wars Are For Vapid Sore Losers
The massacres of our beautiful people must STOP. It is unconscionable and unfair to destroy so many lives For selfish, greedy and hatred reasons. God, in his archives, Have recorded everything, which occurred, from top To bottom, from sunset to sunrise, from the start To the end. God knows what’s going on in every one’s heart. God knows what took place in Cleveland, in Charleston, In Santo Domingo, in Staten Island, in Sparta, in North Charleston In Buffalo, in Texas, in New York, in Ferguson. The Lord is fully aware of what has been going on. The massacres of our beautiful siblings cannot go on. The brutal and deadly violence against the innocents must cease. Too many of our people are weeping, too many are deceased From unnecessary gun violence. Too many have been unjustly executed. Too many egregious mistakes have been made. We need to see a STOP Put into this nightmare, this quagmire. We need an end to this flip-flop. Human beings are suffering and dying. Let’s not apply a band-aid On this humongous wound. Let’s do our best to provide appropriate aid To our serious and minor problems. Real people are being killed, School children, churchgoers and shoppers are being killed, We are not fantasizing; we are obviously not at the movies. Our People are real, with human flesh; they are not dummies, They are not actors; they are not all guilty by association. The massacre of our innocent people must stop in this nation, In this state, in this borough, in this city, in this town, in this school, In this cathedral, in this church and in this community pool. The mental and physical slayings of our people must END. All potential perpetrators must look in the sand To find themselves, reverse the role, think of being A potential victim of racism, bigotry, indiscriminate shooting, Senseless firing, ignorance and all sorts of sins under the sun. We need to defeat the negative feelings that are eroding the fun That God had put in our soul, and are destroying our natural gift, Which is to love our fellow men and women. Let the Spirit lift Us to a higher ground, to a more sane and comfortable pasture. Let’s be human again, and be stronger, kinder and more mature. The slayings of our beautiful must be something in the past, Some crazy events in history, some horrible times that must not last. Let’s free ourselves from negative emotions, let’s be free at last. Let’s not be silent, let’s speak, and let’s tell it like it is at last. Alas! Copyright © July 21,2015 Logerie Hébert, All Rights Reserved Hebert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
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Jun 23, 2025
Jun 23, 2025 at 11:47 PM UTC
The Indiscriminate Slayings of the Born And Unborn-Innocents
The massacres of our beautiful people must STOP. It is unconscionable and unfair to destroy so many lives For selfish, greedy and hatred reasons. God, in his archives, Have recorded everything, which occurred, from top To bottom, from sunset to sunrise, from the start To the end. God knows what’s going on in every one’s heart. God knows what took place in Cleveland, in Charleston, In Santo Domingo, in Staten Island, in Sparta, in North Charleston In Buffalo, in Texas, in New York, in Ferguson. The Lord is fully aware of what has been going on. The massacres of our beautiful siblings cannot go on. The brutal and deadly violence against the innocents must cease. Too many of our people are weeping, too many are deceased From unnecessary gun violence. Too many have been unjustly executed. Too many egregious mistakes have been made. We need to see a STOP Put into this nightmare, this quagmire. We need an end to this flip-flop. Human beings are suffering and dying. Let’s not apply a band-aid On this humongous wound. Let’s do our best to provide appropriate aid To our serious and minor problems. Real people are being killed, School children, churchgoers and shoppers are being killed, We are not fantasizing; we are obviously not at the movies. Our People are real, with human flesh; they are not dummies, They are not actors; they are not all guilty by association. The massacre of our innocent people must stop in this nation, In this state, in this borough, in this city, in this town, in this school, In this cathedral, in this church and in this community pool. The mental and physical slayings of our people must END. All potential perpetrators must look in the sand To find themselves, reverse the role, think of being A potential victim of racism, bigotry, indiscriminate shooting, Senseless firing, ignorance and all sorts of sins under the sun. We need to defeat the negative feelings that are eroding the fun That God had put in our soul, and are destroying our natural gift, Which is to love our fellow men and women. Let the Spirit lift Us to a higher ground, to a more sane and comfortable pasture. Let’s be human again, and be stronger, kinder and more mature. The slayings of our beautiful must be something in the past, Some crazy events in history, some horrible times that must not last. Let’s free ourselves from negative emotions, let’s be free at last. Let’s not be silent, let’s speak, and let’s tell it like it is at last. Alas! Copyright © July 21,2015 Logerie Hébert, All Rights Reserved Hebert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
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I believe most Americans are appalled at the wanton gun violence in America today. Surely the ****** of young children is revolting to almost everyone and begs for some action. But what can we DO about it? I mean REALLY.. really. Republicans want to arm themselves more, while democrats use these events to ******* to gun control fantasies that either cannot pass as law or will be struck down by the courts. I’d like to propose a real, actionable solution. We would announce this plan in every high school in America, propagate the offer in every morning announcement until further notice: Any young man (or woman, let's not be sexist here) who, in their heart of hearts feels sufficiently motivated (kill-crazed) would immediately be sent to Ukraine where they could **** real Russians to their heart’s content. They would only be trained if they wanted it, only be part of an organized unit if they desired it, they would be armed on arrival or they could bring their own initial arsenal if they had it at hand. Once they achieved 200 certified Russian kills (this number is negotiable) they would be declared heroes and could either continue their good work or receive some sort of scholarship or cash. This is just one, practical idea - you, my reader, are free to propose others. This is not a joke, not sarcasm, irony or parody - let’s actually DO something, shall we?
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May 28, 2022
May 28, 2022 at 10:13 AM UTC
the kill-crazed
Fear, pain and rage Go into the words on this page Of blood spilt The lack of guilt You hate this You hate that Grab a gun Pull the trigger People die People cry The world won't change Life is a game Pray you don't die Tell yourself that lie Sad isn't it To be ruled by hate To destroy and smother Others Blood on the street But no ones cleaning Hiding behind the scenes On computer screens Opinions flow But they will never Fill the holes In hearts or the dead America please End this disease The crass This **** act Love is love Stop this violence No more silence Screaming sirens Begging For this pain to end.
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Jun 12, 2016
Jun 12, 2016 at 12:16 PM UTC
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