They dragged him from his rightful place, With chains of lies, they bind his grace. A mayor strong, a people's voice, Now silenced by a tyrant's choice. His crime? To win where one might fail, To show that change could still prevail. But truth is crushed beneath the weight Of he who rules with fear and hate. The streets are filled with muffled cries, Yet protests fall where...

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O Trump Derangement, thy name we scorn, A sickness wrought to silence minds, A label placed to quell the born Of thought, whose roots may tear the binds. In wisdom's place, thou offer none— No cure, no hope, no space for air… For every voice who dares to run Against thy crown, thy law, thy glare. How sweet the word "insane" you say— A balm for wounds, a mask for fear. But none shal...

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He leaves NATO, the pact undone, No ally left to block his run. Article 5 is cast aside, No aid, no help, no place to hide. Greenland waits, a prize to claim, No resistance, none to blame. Courts grow silent, power reigns, No law to stop him, no remains. Congress bows, the path is clear, No dissent, no foe is near. The Constitution torn apart, A kingdom built from iron hear...

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 14 June 1946 — the day malice was given human form again. It reflects on the vile nature of that birth and demands that this parasite be torn from the earth before more harm is done.
 

It was not a beginning, but a rupture. On 14 June 1946, the earth trembled as something rotten forced its way into life, a creature made from the worst parts of two people. There were no cries of happin...

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The Fall of the False Saviour is supposed to be a powerful vision of the future, where the charade of Trump and Musk’s reign will hopefully collapse into oblivion. The people will rise, their eyes opened to the truth, and the empire of deceit will crumble. A new era will dawn—one where the voices of the people are heard again, and the corrupt are erased from memory. The false saviours will fa...

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Today, three years ago, Russia launched its brutal invasion of Ukraine, shattering peace and unleashing a wave of destruction. Towns were levelled, lives torn apart, and a nation thrust into an endless struggle for survival. Despite the relentless violence, Ukraine remains unyielding, its people refusing to surrender. The world has watched as the cost in blood and suffering continues to rise, and ...

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This poem reflects the urgent and growing tensions Europe faces—internally divided and externally threatened. With rising dangers from Russia, China, and a shifting American stance, it paints a vivid picture of the consequences of inaction.

Europe, listen—time runs thin, The storm is howling, wars begin. Trump builds walls, his hunger grows, Grabs at lands where cold wind blows. Not jus...

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In defiance of the forces that manipulate and suppress, this poem calls for an "uprising" to defend truth and our freedom of speech, against the forces of censorship, fake news and misinformation led by Musk, Trump and his rebellious, subversive henchmen. Musk’s efforts to restrict or abolish "Community Notes" threaten the very foundation of truth and free expression on his platform  threat...

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As the Trump-Musk regime steers the U.S. into the arms of dictators, Europe stands at a crossroads. This poem is an outcry against betrayal, against backroom deals that sell out Ukraine, against the glee of China as it eyes Taiwan, and against the creeping infection of authoritarianism within Europe's own borders. Curtis Yarvin’s sick vision—a world where democracy is crushed under the boo...

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A dark reckoning with modern tyranny—this poem wants to expose two men who poison the world with greed and destruction. One plays the ruler, the other corrupts the discourse, both united in their pursuit of total control. Nature withers, truth is erased, and a submissive people remain silent—but there is an antidote. A searing call to resistance: brutal, unflinching, urgent.
 

He builds his th...

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In The Fury of the Fragile, the clash between compassion and cruelty takes center stage. Inspired by Rev. Megan Budde’s call for mercy and Donald Trump’s harsh dismissal of it, this poem wants to explore the tension between empathy and rage. It paints a portrait of a leader who wields words as weapons but crumbles when confronted with the very kindness he scorns.

Budde called for mercy, kindn...

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This poem tries to explore the personal and societal consequences of living under a prospecitve dictatorship, where the truth is silenced, and freedom of the press is crushed. Through the fate of figures like Jim Acosta, the poem reflects on the heavy price of speaking out against tyranny and the loss of voice in a world where obedience reigns. A stark warning of what happens when dissent is erase...

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A haunting reflection on complicity and silence, Silent Witness tries to capture the slow erosion of solidarity in the face of oppression. With each passing stanza, the weight of inaction grows heavier—until it is too late.

They came in the night, but I turned away,
Not my fight, not my place to say.

One by one, they vanished unseen,
Yet I stood still, my hands kept clean.

When the knoc...

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This poem critiques a presidency shaped by selfishness, revenge, and the influence of tech billionaires like Elon Musk, Mark Zuckerberg, Jeff Bezos et al. Rather than adhering to constitutional values, Trump’s cabinet is filled not only with power-hungry opportunists and morons seeking their own gain, but also with those who are completely devoted to him—almost god-like in their loyalty. These ind...

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As Donald Trump returns to the White House once more in exactly 8 days, his alliance with Elon Musk and authoritarian tactics signal a dangerous reshaping of global power. With threats of tariffs, sanctions, and intimidation, Trump wants to force nations into compliance, from Canada to Europe, while pursuing his boldest ambition yet—annexing or buying Greenland. His reign will be marked by empty p...

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In a world teetering on the brink of geopolitical upheaval, the specter of Trump’s "Caesarian Megalomania" looms large. This poem explores the audacious ambitions of a leader seeking to claim sovereignty over Greenland, Panama, and even Canada, driven by an insatiable thirst for control. A call to arms against unchecked power, it challenges the very essence of freedom and unity in a world that mus...

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In Wang's Dīngzihù*, the poem explores the unyielding defiance of a man who refuses to let go of his home in the face of relentless urban development. Wang’s small "nail"house becomes a symbol of resistance, standing firm against powerful tycoons and the machinery of progress. As legal battles and societal pressures mount, Wang’s fight is not just for his land, but for his identity and legacy. It ...

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The Gilded Fist of Greed is a call to awaken from the suffocating grip of wealth and power. This poem tries to unveil the stark reality of a world held hostage by the few like Musk, Zuckerberg or Bezos et al., as they manipulate nations, control media, and plunder the earth. It warns of the destructive consequences of unchecked greed and the looming threat of totalitarian dominance. Yet, in its co...

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The tide is rising with corrosive lies,

Where ignorance and rage entwine in dark disguise.

Unmoored from truth, they shout and blind the mind,

And reason, silenced, falters, left behind.

 

Young hearts, unshielded, gripped by twisted creed,

Through platforms pulsing with a poisoned feed,

Fall prey to rhetoric of scorn and spite,

As venom fills the streams and taints the nig...

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Written in March 2022 in response to Simon Armitage's 'Resistance'

We watch

                      the News

unable

                to comprehend

the horror that is war:

we see

destruction... death... weeping...

children who do not understand

      held in the arms of mothers

                who do not understand

anything

                                except

...

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Music floats
Through my veins,
Brings me back to
What I am.
I sing and sing again
To kill the silence outside.
My songs, directly from my heart,
My hard chords,
A resistance
Of all what's forbidden.
My passion resists
In the middle of sounds
And chaos.

©️ By Magical whispers 

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Too much reality 
can burn a hole
through your soul.

I prefer to temper it
with rose colored glasses,
as you know.

With my glasses on
I can see past the ego
to the wounds at
war within.

I can see that the
past, present, and
future are all 
an illusion...

created for one purpose

to tell the story
of how we want to 
show up in this world. 

I can see beyond 
resistance,...

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Domestosterone

 

I’m tougher than a brave marine,

in hard-worn battle gear,

all decked out in camouflage.

There’s nothing that I fear.

You may have taken all my mates,

but they were old and weak,

you’ve never met a foe like me -

I’m tough as fucking teak.

 

I laugh at all your vain attempts

to seek out and destroy,

for when I’m in my element

...

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