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Poetry for the Unforgiven

A poetry collective by

Gary Nicholson

Power Blind

I received your message on the tube yesterday;
Same old deceptive devices.
I can't pretend I have the vision of Charles Dickens;
But, I can see what he saw
The depravity of your speech and attitude,
The Power Blind Madness of your mind,
I see it on the TV and Newspaper.
I see it in the eyes and words of Sean Hannity.
You have not deceived me;
You have deceived you . . .

Sins of Our Leaders

I lie dreaming of days passed,
life's backwater.
The Sins of Our Leaders,
pounding my brain.
Clocks are ticking backward,
hourglass sand is falling upward

Tyrant's heart pumps,
ice water backwards.
His cold breath spews,
lies like a disease.
Festering into mortals,
bleeding hearts.
Fallujah’s fate is,
a nightmare.
Senator McCain didn't you know,
there were children in there
Their severed limbs got passed you;