Butchery Poems - Poems about Butchery

... “Great eagerness in the pursuit of wealth, pleasure, or honor, cannot exist without sin.” Desiderius Erasmus it’s flesh versus flesh in the pursuit of life, great kingdoms have been bui......Read the rest...

...And all the world would change forevermore, for solitude’s content has come undone. Its island bliss could harbor it no more as destiny unleased the rising Sun. The sleeping giant woke to see i......Read the rest...

... Written: March 28, 2024 For Edward Ibeh Contest ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It is a myth that time cures any wound, It is merely what people say and sound. When ......Read the rest...

...2/23/24 It's not in all the books we read Souls put to sea Continual butchery They carry on crookedly Trying to coat the truth with something sugary Some know and don't care others never coul......Read the rest...

...fork has many interpretations connotations as do eviscerate slaughter butchery all can mean less than they appear to be context is important but War War is the foulest of foul wor......Read the rest...

...Aftermath of war: onerous task... to salvage flotsam and jetsam of human wreckage amidst a sea where triage witnessed courtesy scattered corpses populating the Gaza strip more'n pound of cold......Read the rest...

...Watching the protests grow larger and stronger burying hope in the stench of a dumpster Hearing speakers extol baby-burners they themselves as unhinged as murderers What has A......Read the rest...

...wholesale butchery burnings beheadings slaughter ~ cheers slogans parades......Read the rest...

...Poor Blue. Written about a visit to the butchers with my mum, in Liverpool, when I was a child Poor Blue To butchers I went With mother to spend Some money on meat for the week For two days ......Read the rest...

...During war folks don’t breathe with ease, Kids don’t keep frolicking; they cease, Haters of blood shed soldiers seize; There’s caging in a once free breeze. During war most men jittery, Eyes......Read the rest...

...So shaking and wan we are In frighten peace to pant We breathe short-wind broil Our nature have been polluted Our food have been poisoned Our blood have been daub to erect our soul Aah! Gentile......Read the rest...

...I can only just imagine you and Sam Whilst working close together on the butchery counter at your local supermarket At the site of both of your 1st job's at the tender age of just 17 1 d......Read the rest...

...Paradise like Rome is not built and not rebuilt and rebuilt and redeveloped and healed and redeemed in one 24-hour cycle and recycle and revolving round day v night, And/or appreciat......Read the rest...

...Bones remain, retain, and nourish the under-croft, the terrain, the meadow green. Bones replant. They are meals for the mouths of ghosts. The dead feed the living, and the living cut down the......Read the rest...

...Years have come, years have gone Many have slept and others, borne. But Calm and peace is yet to be seen For the streets are red, and so it has been. The countryside lies deserted Barren of an......Read the rest...