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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