Ridiculous
Ridiculous
To tell the artist
What to sketch and what not
Ridiculous
To tell the poet
What to compose what not.
Only dictator can
Go against the artist
Only dictator can
Go against the poet
Dictator is the symbol of
Destroyer and aggressor.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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The only peace that can be made with a dictator is once that must be based on deterrence. For today, the dictator may be your friend, but tomorrow he will need you as an enemy.
quote by Natan Sharansky
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Cuba wants to get rid of a dictator, and baseball needs a dictator.
quote by Bob Kerrey
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Dictator
You overthrew a dictator in power and,
You became another dictator yourself!
So what can you now teach me?
I have heard the cry as a woman in labour,
And like the wind too strong to stand!
So wash your heart from wickedness,
For the alarm of war is closer at your doorsteps.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter XXXVIII: Dear Leader Part 5
An ideal world
No matter the purpose
What have been done is similar to a dictator
But rather than being called ‘a savior’
Being called ‘a dictator’
Is making us much easier to eliminate those who against us
from Nabari no O
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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It is a paradox that every dictator has climbed to power on the ladder of free speech. Immediately on attaining power each dictator has suppressed all free speech except his own.
quote by Herbert Hoover
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Commit wrong
To sketch is not to commit wrong
To write is not to commit wrong.
Birth right of the artist
Is to sketch freely
Birth right of the poet
Is to compose poem freely.
Freedom of speech and expression
Is for a freelancer
Nobody is there to challenge
In this free world of all.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Why Surprised?
After democracy slash capitalism
has installed aided dictatorship
in foreign focus interest country
after dictator has turned upon
brutally suppressed own people...
why are you surprised puppet dictator
suddenly turns upon bites hand that fed?
Is this not the nature of true megalomaniac?
Distempered dictator dislikes taking orders.
Your psychopathological puppets condition
characterized by delusional fantasies wealth
power omnipotence tortures kills opposition.
Consider your puppets obsession with grandiose
trinkets extravagant distractions actions ruthless.
Did history not warn with enough dark parallels?
The word megalomania derived from the Greek
words megalo meaning large and mania meaning
madness frenzy; were these not warnings enough?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Arabs Please Pay Heed Feb 24th,2011
The Arabs have a choice: accept the next dictator or change,
Usually a general from the army, who then becomes deranged,
No matter who he/she is, they should be there no more than four years,
Because after that they go power mad or so it appears.
Someone has to sit down and write a constitution for all,
Go to Switzerland, read their’s because they are on the ball,
You have to elect a president by name – not party or rank,
And not someone standing on top of a big orange army tank.
Then put the constitution to the people for a yes or no,
Your first referendum with luck and several more to go,
Getting rid of a dictator is one but starting up is two,
You follow my instructions though everything is new.
FEB 24TH,2011
poem by James Bredin
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Another Dictator Coming Down The Road
They’re having another daily riot somewhere over there,
Trying to get rid of another despot dictator somewhere,
They must have a good reason to riot and need to change so bad,
There’s something extremely wrong there and it all seems quite sad.
But who’s going to come out of the woods and be the new dictator?
Will democracy raise its head in this amphitheater?
Without plebiscites, propositions or honest elections,
Who will win in these new poker-like very strange selections?
As we watch these vicious deathly riots nightly on TV,
Could be compared to watching a prolonged bullfight for free,
Except for the smoke, the tanks, the bullets, the bodies and bombs,
And dead people just lying around without any qualms.
Jan 30th,2011
poem by James Bredin
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That's Ridiculous
Have I ever laid a hand on you
Did I ever make you see the truth
Don't you ever say I never cared
Don't you ever say I never cared
That's ridiculous
That's ridiculous
That's ridiculous
Have I ever made a fool of you
Did I ever make you look at me
Don't you ever say I was never there
Don't you ever say I was never there
That's ridiculous
That's ridiculous
That's ridiculous
Have I ever made you shout at me
Did I ever take advantage
Don't you ever badmouth me
Don't you ever badmouth me
That's ridiculous
That's ridiculous
That's ridiculous
You can't hold me
Don't try to hold me
You can't hold me
Don't try to hold me
song performed by by Stone Sour
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Dialogue With A Poet
Are you a poet?
Yes, I am a poet
How do you know that
I have composed a poem
You are a poet
when you compose
But right now?
I shall compose oneday again
You are a poet
the moment you compose
after that?
are you sure that
second one will also
be a poem
If second one is like first one
that is not a poem.
You must know a poem
can be a poem only once
What is a good poem
you never know.
To compose a good poem
you need a situation
or a context
that can not be repeated.
So you are not a poet
You will never be a poet.
poem by Devil Poet
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The new way of swindling..
Monarch rule the countries with one voice to be heard,
Dictator rules the countries with only his voice to be heard.
Communist rules the countries with voice of the people silenced.
Democrats rule the countries with voice of people maimed.
Accumulation of wealth is the power to the Monarchs,
Accumulation of power is wealth to a dictator,
Accumulation of weapons is a credit to the communists,
Accumulation of credit is a weapon to the democrats.
What a Monarch failed to achieve,
What a dictator miscalculated to propaganda,
What a communist intelligence sublimed to the basic,
That is where the democrats are successful.
Keep the public occupied with debts and sorrow,
Let the people live on the borrowed money,
Let them feel comfortable with gossips and fun,
Let the democratic monarchs evolve from the dust.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Before a Poetry Reading
'Poet! Poet! Poet! Poet! '
I'm feeling nervous but I mustn't show it!
'Poet! Poet! Poet! Poet! '
I hope to heaven that I won't blow it!
'Poet! Poet! Poet! Poet! '
I mustn't reveal that I'm a second-rate poet!
I'm only a rhymer, but they don't know it!
If you've got no talent you'll have to grow it!
'Poet! Poet! Poet! Poet! '
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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Syrian Dictator Shadows Noose
beware a Syrian Dictator who cornered warns
threatens to use mass chemical weapons
not on his own citizens but foreign invaders
chemical weapons is a card previously badly used
chemical Ali father dictator Saddam this card abused
slaughter own citizens is post war crimes reviewed
hangman's noose is time tried tradition for crimes
humanity inflicts on loser nation toppled leaders
super power immunity veto not among loser options
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Poet I Am', And 'The Poet I Am Not
The poet I am, and the poet I am not
‘The poet I am’ says
To ‘the poet I am not’,
‘Why can’t I be more like you? ’
And ‘the poet I am not’ says
‘Because you are not good enough’
And ‘the poet I am’ begins to cry,
And ‘the poet I am not’ says
‘Real poets cry for more meaningful things’
And ‘the poet I am’ says ‘I am who I am and what I will be means so much to me. But still I am not the poet I wanted to be’.
And ‘the poet I am not’ says
‘Exactly. Were you less concerned with who you are and more concerned with others you might be a bit more of a poet than you are now.’
And ‘the poet I am’ is silent.
And ‘the poet I am not’is somewhere else being someone else
That ‘the poet I am and the poet I am not’ cannot see or dream.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Poets of Uganda (1976)
Whatever happened
To the poets of Uganda?
In the meantime –
We were as perfect as their bones could predict
We could not squander what they did not achieve
They heavy dead
We light and loving
Too human for politics
Deaf to abasement, to dictator’s fame
To the cackle of the fisted man
In the hours of giving
Please live with us, they say
Please touch us lovingly
I will be a husband to my brothers
Give you passion gently
Dwelling at your beauty
For all our poet-sakes.
poem by Frank Bana
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The life of a Poet
The poet listens
the poet hears
he writes down
all his fears.
He observes things
that others don't
going to places
that others won't.
Inspired by simple things
like a sound or smell
the poet has lots
of stories to tell.
Even when asleep
his mind isn't at rest
in fact this is the time
it's at it's creative best.
The poet can be a restless soul
his life reflected on the page
some verse can be sweet and mild
then full of anger and rage.
The poet can be mysterious
and write in a strange way
he will say Black is White
and that night is day.
The poet is an artist
but instead of paint it's the word
painters want their work to be seen
but poets just need to be heard.
poem by Kevin Halls
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Ridiculosis
How ridiculous does 'ridiculous' have to become,
Before it gets 'ridiculi'?
And those expressing it...
'Ridiculated'?
It can not stay 'ridiculous' like this,
Without a single change!
And those suffering its affects...
Not realizing the depths of their involvment?
There is not enough of the antidote,
To cure their 'ridiculosis'!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Some even claim that I'm a terror, a dictator and they're right.
Tiannamen Square
The square of men and women,
Mao tse tung the erstwhile
Dictator smiled in glee
At the red flags abounding it,
With people in China
In long lasting red dictatorship
Of the remannants of red army,
The chiefs most powerful
In the world, causing
The students to rise and summon
In the square, who were
mercilessly shot down
In minutes, numbering
Three thousand to make
One of the mass massacre,
In one place in modern times,
But futile were their attempts,
Only to culminate to make
A President in american style,
More powerful, but a dictator,
The most powerful in the world,
In the name of communism,
And the red rebellion
Which he did not participate,
But made his posion,
Through political manouers,
Making china reel in poverty
In the rural areas about whom,
The Beijing red leaders don't care.
poem by Ravikiran Arakkal
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