#topical - Hello Poetry

Ask not what your country can do for you, ask yourself: Do you feel lucky, punk? Huh, do yuh? I have a dream that one day, on the red hills of Georgia, little black boys and black girls will join hands with little white boys and white girls and...What we have here is failure to communicate.. ...black lives matter ...like a thief in the night ... We shall fight them on the beaches, we shall fight them on the landing grounds, we shall fight in the fields and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills; we shall never surrender... Four score and seven years ago our forefathers brought forth upon this continent a new nation, conceived in liberty and dedicated to the proposition that... ...you can't handle the truth ! ... The only thing we have to fear... is one small step for man, one giant leap for... weapons of mass destruction. We hold these truths to be self-evident, all men are created... to... say it. I said, 'I’ve been sayin’ that **** for years.' They deserved to die, and I hope they burn in hell. In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth. Then He said... I’ll be back. Thou shalt not... tear down this wall. We do these things not because they are easy but because... your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, the wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my ... eye for an eye only ends up making the whole world blind." frankly, my dear, I don’t give a **** One nation, under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for... an offer they can't refuse. Mr. Gorbachev, tear down this wall (and ) say hello to my little friend. We the people, in order to form a more perfect union... the streets shall flow with the blood of the non-believers. That is weird, wild stuff, I did not know that... I think, therefore... I see dead people... Houston, we have... (to) throw the baby out with the bath water.. Life, liberty, and the pursuit of... A house divided against itself... With great power comes... the angel of the Lord, and lo, He said unto them... Give me liberty, or give me... Government of the people, by the people, for the people... To be or not to be... You talking to me? You talkin' to me? Am I funny to you? Am I a clown to you, do I amuse you... Don’t count your chickens before they hatch... I, am your father... It was the best of times, it was the worst of times... come and play, everything's A okay, we're on our way to where the air is... A day that shall live in infamy... "Why so serious?" I know you are, but what am I? In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth... but in the end, nobody puts Baby in a corner... **** the torpedoes, full speed ahead! Give me liberty, or give me... more cowbell ! Thou shalt not... live long and prosper! Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere... there's no place like home. I’ll have what she’s having. Power tends to corrupt, and absolute power corrupts absolutely... I am the way, the truth, and the life. If you want something done right... speak softly and carry a big stick..

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Mar 3, 2025

Mar 3, 2025 at 7:20 PM UTC

OldeMrHoover

the most important things ever written, Don't quote me on that!

Ask not what your country can do for you, ask yourself: Do you feel lucky, punk? Huh, do yuh? I have a dream that one day, on the red hills of Georgia, little black boys and black girls will join hands with little white boys and white girls and...What we have here is failure to communicate.. ...black lives matter ...like a thief in the night ... We shall fight them on the beaches, we shall fight them on the landing grounds, we shall fight in the fields and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills; we shall never surrender... Four score and seven years ago our forefathers brought forth upon this continent a new nation, conceived in liberty and dedicated to the proposition that... ...you can't handle the truth ! ... The only thing we have to fear... is one small step for man, one giant leap for... weapons of mass destruction. We hold these truths to be self-evident, all men are created... to... say it. I said, 'I’ve been sayin’ that **** for years.' They deserved to die, and I hope they burn in hell. In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth. Then He said... I’ll be back. Thou shalt not... tear down this wall. We do these things not because they are easy but because... your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, the wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my ... eye for an eye only ends up making the whole world blind." frankly, my dear, I don’t give a **** One nation, under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for... an offer they can't refuse. Mr. Gorbachev, tear down this wall (and ) say hello to my little friend. We the people, in order to form a more perfect union... the streets shall flow with the blood of the non-believers. That is weird, wild stuff, I did not know that... I think, therefore... I see dead people... Houston, we have... (to) throw the baby out with the bath water.. Life, liberty, and the pursuit of... A house divided against itself... With great power comes... the angel of the Lord, and lo, He said unto them... Give me liberty, or give me... Government of the people, by the people, for the people... To be or not to be... You talking to me? You talkin' to me? Am I funny to you? Am I a clown to you, do I amuse you... Don’t count your chickens before they hatch... I, am your father... It was the best of times, it was the worst of times... come and play, everything's A okay, we're on our way to where the air is... A day that shall live in infamy... "Why so serious?" I know you are, but what am I? In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth... but in the end, nobody puts Baby in a corner... **** the torpedoes, full speed ahead! Give me liberty, or give me... more cowbell ! Thou shalt not... live long and prosper! Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere... there's no place like home. I’ll have what she’s having. Power tends to corrupt, and absolute power corrupts absolutely... I am the way, the truth, and the life. If you want something done right... speak softly and carry a big stick..

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Helping everyone and letting them heal costs are rising exponentially.

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Nov 4, 2021

Nov 4, 2021 at 6:30 PM UTC

tautriadelta

Healthcare

Helping everyone and letting them heal costs are rising exponentially.

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Statues may tumble But hate still stands On a pedestal, proud And foolishly clinging To a dying light To a long since lost battle That will never end. Walls crumble, steel bends And the spirit bows But right or wrong, friend, It just does not break. Even standing there In the rubble of "what should be" Realizing that doesn't exist now. There is only "what is". And all you can do is fight. Bridges burn, and we'll never Make it back to where We were before the fires. Simply standing on the banks On our pedestals In the rubble Chest puffed Chin out Needing to break something else.

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Jul 20, 2020

Jul 20, 2020 at 6:27 PM UTC

clayborn-todd-wooton

Monuments

Statues may tumble But hate still stands On a pedestal, proud And foolishly clinging To a dying light To a long since lost battle That will never end. Walls crumble, steel bends And the spirit bows But right or wrong, friend, It just does not break. Even standing there In the rubble of "what should be" Realizing that doesn't exist now. There is only "what is". And all you can do is fight. Bridges burn, and we'll never Make it back to where We were before the fires. Simply standing on the banks On our pedestals In the rubble Chest puffed Chin out Needing to break something else.

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Oh Brexit! Where is the Exit? You can’t make your money You Tory Grandees, Nor can you Remainer MPs. We’re running right into a very hard cliff; Before we get out we’ll all be so stiff. There’s no majority for any option And Theresa May’s deal is but a concoction. Vote after vote and endless debate. March twenty ninth is the Closing Date. Can we escape? I really don’t know. The media are loving this pantomime show. This sorry charade is filling the news, We’re all sick of hearing everyone’s views. Please get me out of here I hear you say Surely, surely there must be some way! So come on politicians Get your fingers out And show these Europeans We still have some clout. If we can’t do that then just pack it in And throw the whole thing right into the bin. Whatever we do I’m just past caring But I hope you’ll tell me thanks for sharing. Get on with it! That’s the yell. For until we resolve this We are in Hell. Paul Butters © 30\1\2019 (Written in the early hours!).

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Jan 30, 2019

Jan 30, 2019 at 5:05 AM UTC

paul-butters

Oh Brexit!

Oh Brexit! Where is the Exit? You can’t make your money You Tory Grandees, Nor can you Remainer MPs. We’re running right into a very hard cliff; Before we get out we’ll all be so stiff. There’s no majority for any option And Theresa May’s deal is but a concoction. Vote after vote and endless debate. March twenty ninth is the Closing Date. Can we escape? I really don’t know. The media are loving this pantomime show. This sorry charade is filling the news, We’re all sick of hearing everyone’s views. Please get me out of here I hear you say Surely, surely there must be some way! So come on politicians Get your fingers out And show these Europeans We still have some clout. If we can’t do that then just pack it in And throw the whole thing right into the bin. Whatever we do I’m just past caring But I hope you’ll tell me thanks for sharing. Get on with it! That’s the yell. For until we resolve this We are in Hell. Paul Butters © 30\1\2019 (Written in the early hours!).

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Remoaners to the left, Brextremists to the right, Theresa “Maggie” May has an uphill fight. I can’t see her lasting many more days, Unless she changes her stubborn ways. Theresa is an immovable object. Her hubby must be totally henpecked. Trying to please just everyone, Annoying all is what she’s done. Right now she is UK Prime Minister, But her own back benchers are getting sinister. Some say she’s sold us down the river, A thing for which they can’t forgive her. Others claim she’s gone too far, As we should stay just where we are. Some see Europe as our friend, But others say the UK we must defend. Ireland is a sticking point A thing that’s gonna rock the joint. They don’t know where to put the border, Without causing grief and disorder. What an impasse, feels like stalemate, Are we heading to be a slave state? Who knows what’s going to happen next? No wonder we are all perplexed. Paul Butters © PB 17\11\2018.

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Nov 17, 2018

Nov 17, 2018 at 6:19 AM UTC

paul-butters

Stalemate

Remoaners to the left, Brextremists to the right, Theresa “Maggie” May has an uphill fight. I can’t see her lasting many more days, Unless she changes her stubborn ways. Theresa is an immovable object. Her hubby must be totally henpecked. Trying to please just everyone, Annoying all is what she’s done. Right now she is UK Prime Minister, But her own back benchers are getting sinister. Some say she’s sold us down the river, A thing for which they can’t forgive her. Others claim she’s gone too far, As we should stay just where we are. Some see Europe as our friend, But others say the UK we must defend. Ireland is a sticking point A thing that’s gonna rock the joint. They don’t know where to put the border, Without causing grief and disorder. What an impasse, feels like stalemate, Are we heading to be a slave state? Who knows what’s going to happen next? No wonder we are all perplexed. Paul Butters © PB 17\11\2018.

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Earned under great spell of segregation, With luster grand and blinding glimmers of false hope, Standing like Trajan over his land, twice the spoils of war. We must now thwart the hatred, We must now look our brothers in the skin and decide if we can shoot them in the mouth. Where lies the liberty in mysticism? Why is this culture facilitating our schism, And how now will we draw our party lines, or be done with them for a line in the sand? Let us not fold in the face of dictatorship.

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Mar 4, 2016

Mar 4, 2016 at 7:52 AM UTC

trevor-blevins

Donald Trump's Plutonium Crown.

Earned under great spell of segregation, With luster grand and blinding glimmers of false hope, Standing like Trajan over his land, twice the spoils of war. We must now thwart the hatred, We must now look our brothers in the skin and decide if we can shoot them in the mouth. Where lies the liberty in mysticism? Why is this culture facilitating our schism, And how now will we draw our party lines, or be done with them for a line in the sand? Let us not fold in the face of dictatorship.

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The only country where the people do complain more than it does rain.

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May 20, 2014

May 20, 2014 at 7:21 AM UTC

aar505n

Ireland - A Haiku

The only country where the people do complain more than it does rain.

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