#tanks
Real friends are exceptional guardian angels
Like devoted and trustworthy brothers and sisters
Like T58 heavy tanks assuming defensive roles
And like invincible armors - formidable defenders.
True friends turn neither allies nor rivals into vile devils
Real friends always protect one another’s interests
True friends don’t behave like manipulative pests
And real friends act humanely, on all conceivable levels.
Beware of all fake, faulty, fallible, frail and faux friends
Choose your friends meticulously, wisely, and carefully
Our world abounds with futile, ****** despots with tainted hands.
Friends don’t create troubles for nobody even for the foes
Our world teems with vermin eager to devour babies’ toes
Be fully aware of the surrounding waters and the slumbering sea.
Copyright © April 2026 Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several poetry collections.
Apr 19
Apr 19, 2026 at 12:56 PM UTC
I stoop to pick up
a dropped coin on the shiny
floor beneath me...
but my reflection gets there
first and snatches it from me.
Nov 2, 2025
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oh hell ya boys we gonna **** some russians today
not if i have anything to say about that
donald trump will end you all!!
GWAHHHHHHH!!!
EPIC BATTLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
Feb 26, 2019
Feb 26, 2019 at 10:25 PM UTC
Do you think they will ever care?
the rich and powerful and the big banks
own us with their guns and tanks
will they care when we are gone?
they siphon our money through a straw
Just so they can get richer through the profits of war
on everyone including the poor and disabled
the immigrants and working class able
We are slaves to the rich in this so called Christian country
full of those who would spout forth
I speak of my discourse
but wasn’t it Jesus who said
that it is as difficult as a camel to go through the eye of a needle
as a rich person to go to heaven
the hour is getting late it’s way past quarter past eleven
Or is the doomsday clock wrong
we live on knife edge don’t tell us we are strong
In being poor
heaven can wait for our souls
we need to be cared for...
Feb 4, 2019
Feb 4, 2019 at 8:37 PM UTC
Every morning
I'm enjoying.
Evenings may vary.
But my tanks take care of me.
I shift them both 180 degrees,
Usually they know it means one of two things.
It's time to clean or secure.
But for some reason, one breaks my order.
Slowly shifting towards east, his platoon knows something wrong.
Slowly cause he doesn't wanna raise the heat.
Cause if one sees him too undone,
That's one to not be seen.
Unfortunately a time comes where two has to go back to zero.
Not cause it's time to sleep, not trust me.
They still do protect me after these.
One stays at 90 regardless of what I say.
While I appreciate it, you gotta understand what I'm saying cause I'm done, no more cold ones. It's freezing and I can't take no more. Just turn off.
Just a twist of a **** I wish.
We'll continue our routine tomorrow...
Charlie One: 0° E Hotel Two: At ease. You've done enough for me.
Jul 29, 2018
Jul 29, 2018 at 1:35 AM UTC
courting the sun
after a cool June
in my vintner's garden
close to the southern border
carefully sipping
his latest selection
a good year
you can taste it
looking out from the hill
across the river valley
I listen to his children
proudly telling how
only yesterday
they filled 50 sandbags
just in case
the deafening roar
of an interceptor jet
splits the air
just for seconds
leaves my wine glass
trembling
three helicopters
slash their way south
and come back later
over the winding road
on the next hill
the last tank of the column
disappears
we can hear
not far away
over there
sounds like explosions
we enjoy the sun
Helmut opens another one
of his treasured bottles
and tells me
what he will do
if They come across
he is a good hunter
and an excellent shot
I sip the clear wine
watch how the sunlight
lends its brilliance
to the half-filled glass
I feel a little bit
like Humphrey Bogart
in the wrong movie.
Mar 17, 2015
Mar 17, 2015 at 9:23 AM UTC
We are pack
United as one, we attack
Nothing can stand before the wolf pack
A pack united is unstoppable
But a lone wolf is trivial
End to end, we ruled the map
If you thought you were free, it was only a trap
And if were satiated, we might even cap
But there was a shift in power, and the STDs ruled from above
Death poured down from on high
And "cancer" was written in the sky
These big guns divided the pack
We became lone wolves, and trivial
We cannot stand before this attack
We remember when we were united as a wolf pack
We were pack
Jan 27, 2018
Jan 27, 2018 at 1:46 PM UTC
As a wise man once said: "hinder not the learning of youth,"
So what do you do? You build walls, you are anti-social,
You don't want to talk about "it." you are angry and hurtful,
You have to punish them for misbehavior, then do what you
Please, you hand them everything they need, then take away
The keys.
A wise man once said: "better to lay you down for your friend,"
So what do you do? Every man for himself! Run off and find
A small lil' mine and dig and dig until you find gold as well,
Pick up a small piece of the pie while starving people in the
Third world die, we "can't help them all" so why not just accept
Bread lines?
A wise man once said: *"It's not ours to **** others, you shall not ****
So what do you do? You make tanks and nuclear submarines,
You create machines of death and destruction for our "protection"
With the very weapons that so easily can turn back upon us,
You always join in every war and say destruction is simply
"A must."
Wisdom has been turned into words alone, we speak it, but we do
Not act upon it, thus we become hypocrites and knaves upon thrones.
Apr 14, 2016
Apr 14, 2016 at 12:45 AM UTC
Want to dive into the shark tank
Getting tough and *****
Not even the salt water can wash off my relentless spirit
Apr 12, 2016
Apr 12, 2016 at 11:46 PM UTC
Nose pressed to the glass
I'm smiling brightly
as you grasp my hand
My other hand reaches up
and touches the tanks coldness.
Aren't they beautiful?
I lovingly exclaim-
Squeezing your hand excitedly.
Lets come here again, okay?
Aug 1, 2015
Aug 1, 2015 at 6:48 PM UTC
Take me out to the ballgame
Take me to be all I can
You can't find such a jolly group
Of secret malevolent madmen
So it's bombs, guns, tanks
For the home-team
If there's no one left, what a shame
Cause it's money, lives and victory
In the Old Ballgame
Feb 24, 2015
Feb 24, 2015 at 6:01 PM UTC
We are like fish in a tank.
We don't know that we're trapped until someone sets us free.
Apr 8, 2014
Apr 8, 2014 at 11:34 AM UTC