"administrations" poems

Oh Henry What a star you are! You always loved to be at the center of attention Your accomplishments in diplomacy are well known You brokered the peace treaty between Israel and Egypt You effected detente with the Soviet Union You opened up the way for Nixon in China You negated the Communist threat in Chile You said it yourself "Power is the ultimate aphrodisiac.” You have admitted that mistakes were "Quite possibly made" By administrations in which you served. You have questioned whether, 30 years after the event, "Courts are the Appropriate means by which determination is made". And Cambodia Henry? You were complicit In the illegal carpet bombing of neutral Cambodia Which sowed the seeds for the murderous Pol *** regime Pinochet was indicted for human rights violations Diplomacy is a ***** business You did what you thought needed to be done You remain cold and secretive Do you have any remorse or regret? The old Russian proverb is wrong Henry Time does not heal all wounds There is blood on your hands

0

Sep 14, 2014

Sep 14, 2014 at 11:06 PM UTC

MattG

Henry Kissinger

Oh Henry What a star you are! You always loved to be at the center of attention Your accomplishments in diplomacy are well known You brokered the peace treaty between Israel and Egypt You effected detente with the Soviet Union You opened up the way for Nixon in China You negated the Communist threat in Chile You said it yourself "Power is the ultimate aphrodisiac.” You have admitted that mistakes were "Quite possibly made" By administrations in which you served. You have questioned whether, 30 years after the event, "Courts are the Appropriate means by which determination is made". And Cambodia Henry? You were complicit In the illegal carpet bombing of neutral Cambodia Which sowed the seeds for the murderous Pol *** regime Pinochet was indicted for human rights violations Diplomacy is a ***** business You did what you thought needed to be done You remain cold and secretive Do you have any remorse or regret? The old Russian proverb is wrong Henry Time does not heal all wounds There is blood on your hands

27

Welcom my new year (2965-2015) by boubkar chelh Welcome my new year This is your celebration The remembrance of your triumph Let’s enjoy this moment together To burn candles To sing To discuss the victory of chichonk It’s time to say goodbye to 2964 Full of misery and scars Welcome my new year To live this occasion alone I sent invitations to my neighbors, but they didn’t join the party They told me, you are only a bony body drifted by the waves of history No one cares of your story Welcome my new year Come to revive our past memories Which lost in centuries of wars Intolerance In my country Where the injustice spread Where my forefathers killed under the hourses’shoes The wheel of time registered all my sacrifices I am official along time ago. Still creeping on my wounded knees Toward schools and administrations, I realized that they aren’t satisfied to use my name Welcome my new year To be witness, to have knowledge of my status I am a ball of hatred inside the souls of my neighbors I can smell it from their breath I can see it in the white teeth of laughing hyenas I become only an ornate writings on posters My issue is waiting for my democratic turn Because the world is busy with other issues Welcome my new year This is our chance Hand in hand for change And demand this new world to give support

0

Aug 31, 2015

Aug 31, 2015 at 8:42 PM UTC

boubkar-chelh

"welcome my new year" said Tamazight (berber)

Welcom my new year (2965-2015) by boubkar chelh Welcome my new year This is your celebration The remembrance of your triumph Let’s enjoy this moment together To burn candles To sing To discuss the victory of chichonk It’s time to say goodbye to 2964 Full of misery and scars Welcome my new year To live this occasion alone I sent invitations to my neighbors, but they didn’t join the party They told me, you are only a bony body drifted by the waves of history No one cares of your story Welcome my new year Come to revive our past memories Which lost in centuries of wars Intolerance In my country Where the injustice spread Where my forefathers killed under the hourses’shoes The wheel of time registered all my sacrifices I am official along time ago. Still creeping on my wounded knees Toward schools and administrations, I realized that they aren’t satisfied to use my name Welcome my new year To be witness, to have knowledge of my status I am a ball of hatred inside the souls of my neighbors I can smell it from their breath I can see it in the white teeth of laughing hyenas I become only an ornate writings on posters My issue is waiting for my democratic turn Because the world is busy with other issues Welcome my new year This is our chance Hand in hand for change And demand this new world to give support

38

A legendary ambassador is what I'm becoming A diplomatic ********** with presidential cunnings A supreme court ruler a one man congress All these dictating ******* I'm ready to abolish Demolish reputations with they own legislations If you come to my court then We'll go thru litigations We can battle we can trial but you'll never plead a case Your life is like a file it can always be erased Executive privileges will help me keep it on the low Judicial administrations will never even know Your local law enforcement will never get a call Like the C.I.A ima Cover.It.All Civilians in the streets they will never hear a sound No click no bang your body won't hit the ground I'm a criminal I know this n it ain't what friends do All the **** that I'm becoming is what you turning me into.... The outcome is critical like a rampage, delirium. "He's heartless, a nightmare, demonologist, we fearin him!" Their confession I loved it I'll admit it I said it. Those 8 words they said I swear I'll never forget them This ain't anotha rap this is more of an oration My first declaration to my own inauguration My placement in office I'm the super attendant You can be a senator but I be the senate. Like a kings lil jester you ain't nothin but my fool You amuse me you funny so keep me amused You changed me I'm better colder than the weather Will I ever change back? Hell na never! It's over you know this your actions are what made me You cant stand this I know it you love me n you hate me. I'm vicious delicious like mmm man I'm tastey It ain't my ****** fault that you hate me cuz you ain't me

0

Aug 1, 2016

Aug 1, 2016 at 1:39 AM UTC

jovanny-prado

The Inauguration

A legendary ambassador is what I'm becoming A diplomatic ********** with presidential cunnings A supreme court ruler a one man congress All these dictating ******* I'm ready to abolish Demolish reputations with they own legislations If you come to my court then We'll go thru litigations We can battle we can trial but you'll never plead a case Your life is like a file it can always be erased Executive privileges will help me keep it on the low Judicial administrations will never even know Your local law enforcement will never get a call Like the C.I.A ima Cover.It.All Civilians in the streets they will never hear a sound No click no bang your body won't hit the ground I'm a criminal I know this n it ain't what friends do All the **** that I'm becoming is what you turning me into.... The outcome is critical like a rampage, delirium. "He's heartless, a nightmare, demonologist, we fearin him!" Their confession I loved it I'll admit it I said it. Those 8 words they said I swear I'll never forget them This ain't anotha rap this is more of an oration My first declaration to my own inauguration My placement in office I'm the super attendant You can be a senator but I be the senate. Like a kings lil jester you ain't nothin but my fool You amuse me you funny so keep me amused You changed me I'm better colder than the weather Will I ever change back? Hell na never! It's over you know this your actions are what made me You cant stand this I know it you love me n you hate me. I'm vicious delicious like mmm man I'm tastey It ain't my ****** fault that you hate me cuz you ain't me

32

Long after I'm gone. His name will be around. It was before I was born. It will be after I'm gone. HE has multiple names besides Jesus. He's Higher than high. He's Greater than great. He's Alpha and Omega. He's Wonderful. He's Counselor. He's Prince of Peace. The Everlasting Father. Yes, Jesus life have many teaching. And it has ways to leading us to better situation. Through him our spiritual side grows. Yes, long after I'm gone. His name will live on. He's the King of the kingdom throne. He's the Almighty. He's the King of Kings. All others just wearing an appointed title. All administrations and government He has his hands upon. He's the true decision maker. We are only his followers. And they will be here long after I'm gone.

0

Dec 5, 2013

Dec 5, 2013 at 12:12 AM UTC

jeffrey-conyers

Long After I'm Gone

Long after I'm gone. His name will be around. It was before I was born. It will be after I'm gone. HE has multiple names besides Jesus. He's Higher than high. He's Greater than great. He's Alpha and Omega. He's Wonderful. He's Counselor. He's Prince of Peace. The Everlasting Father. Yes, Jesus life have many teaching. And it has ways to leading us to better situation. Through him our spiritual side grows. Yes, long after I'm gone. His name will live on. He's the King of the kingdom throne. He's the Almighty. He's the King of Kings. All others just wearing an appointed title. All administrations and government He has his hands upon. He's the true decision maker. We are only his followers. And they will be here long after I'm gone.

25

Silhouette dreams of a peaceful world Born with the gift of consciousness. Washing over with fear and decay From these powers' egoistic callousness. They don't know who we really are They don't know our aspirations! Every moment should be cherished We're our own administrations! Our minds have abilities not yet realized We're being held back from our true potential. Visual stimuli to distract from oneness But we must come together, that's essential. Talk of revolution but, all it is: just words We aren't going to win with just phone screens. World peace isn't found in a text or emoji; It's in us, most of us are kindhearted beings. Our revolution will be a new seed, One not fallen from a tree of war. War begets war, and so history repeats This cycle can go no more. Revolution rooted in peace? An unreasonable request, to say the least. No matter the hardships, or the struggles It must happen, lest our freedom be deceased.

0

Dec 19, 2017

Dec 19, 2017 at 8:51 PM UTC

CrailtapKid

A Human Construct of War and Peace

Silhouette dreams of a peaceful world Born with the gift of consciousness. Washing over with fear and decay From these powers' egoistic callousness. They don't know who we really are They don't know our aspirations! Every moment should be cherished We're our own administrations! Our minds have abilities not yet realized We're being held back from our true potential. Visual stimuli to distract from oneness But we must come together, that's essential. Talk of revolution but, all it is: just words We aren't going to win with just phone screens. World peace isn't found in a text or emoji; It's in us, most of us are kindhearted beings. Our revolution will be a new seed, One not fallen from a tree of war. War begets war, and so history repeats This cycle can go no more. Revolution rooted in peace? An unreasonable request, to say the least. No matter the hardships, or the struggles It must happen, lest our freedom be deceased.

24

At this pinnacle of dust Smiling down, empty, at the rust The cogs will turn no more Every move, every moment a chore Lying there clamoring at fate All administrations too late Lost in the maze Eternally confused by what to crave In the silent shell That doubles as hell The conditions that drew one here Doubts and disillusionment the mind spears Are benevolent once the horizon clears For these clouds of dust Hide the nothingness they must So the carousel turns on Leaving its creatures wanton For the knife in their gut Enjoying each pointless rut Is one truly free When all thoughts flee? Pitiful puppets, aren’t we?

0

Jun 30, 2019

Jun 30, 2019 at 7:07 PM UTC

27182818

Rusty Dust

At this pinnacle of dust Smiling down, empty, at the rust The cogs will turn no more Every move, every moment a chore Lying there clamoring at fate All administrations too late Lost in the maze Eternally confused by what to crave In the silent shell That doubles as hell The conditions that drew one here Doubts and disillusionment the mind spears Are benevolent once the horizon clears For these clouds of dust Hide the nothingness they must So the carousel turns on Leaving its creatures wanton For the knife in their gut Enjoying each pointless rut Is one truly free When all thoughts flee? Pitiful puppets, aren’t we?

22