Targets Poems - Poems about Targets

Send the kids to school to be shot Or church to become a sex pot With COVID-19 Becoming a teen May be the slimmest chance they've got! n.b. Texans believe life is only sacred until the breath of life is inhaled after which everyone is fair game! ...

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We heard of the ambush And we remembered George Bush: A Radio-Announced Ambush And we made for some bush, The man in my front continually push … One hell of a Lazing Runner While my heart was Bunsen Burner. Quick was I to condemn his speed, Ready to it with fuel feed, Sure survival was The Rare, Whenever it became Guerrilla Warfare, Smart shooters picking off...

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Congestions Occur in the brain Pressures and tensions Workloads and targets Competitions and expectations Time limits and deadlines All contribute to A serious spiritual traffic jam With No by-pass No overhead bridge As life is not as simple As a traffic jam on the road We have to pay for every bit of prosperity...

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Make it as bad as it really ing was The Nazi’s most lethal fighter plane With a load of guns and bombs Killing Allied and Soviet forces Like they were tin soldiers paper planes...

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A target set by a politician may stand for an inflated ambition, for when it's not met he'll be most upset for it gives to his foes ammunition....

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MISSION ACCOMPLISHED We dance, mutate and celebrate: another perfect host. The old make easy prey, we watch them gasp and slip away. And our kind are not averse to the odd doctor or nurse, regardless of their ages. But while the populace weeps and rages, the death toll turns, a thousand pages .We catch...

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I wasn’t seeing when my eyes were open I never understood the song What if God was one of us, I always thought the point was that he was I observe that I self-monitor by constantly checking my originality I felt bad and the darkness coming so I went with them I observe that Thoughts usually seem...

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Paper Targets You shoot at people as if they were paper targets Not caring who you kill, maim or injure Your outrage has been well planned Not a single bit went wrong You serviced your guns Collected hundreds of bullets Dressed the part in boots, fatigues and body armour Then made your way down the main street Calmly walking with guns in hand Carefully aiming...

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You shoot at people as if they were paper targets Not caring who you kill, maim or injure Your outrage has been well planned Not a single bit went wrong You serviced your guns Collected hundreds of bullets Dressed the part in boots, fatigues and body armour Then made your way down the main street Calmly walking with guns in hand Carefully aiming and...

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a voyage of life for love memories of bliss point to the particular time becomes reality autonomy an illusion of contradictions: injustice takes hold of us in a riddle of restless measures sensations stand portrayed: perception ...

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life is the two targets; side of the palm whether white or black; get warm for side to stretch; side to relax a target conceive concomitant combinations calm black target; white target. the mind to the side of the sound availing the spacial in the profound focus and averred to all, and for all defend it has no meaning; get ready. A.A.A.H Ndokeji ShimbolyoNshimbe (2017) Life is...

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