Most Liked Patriotism Poems (214)

you are full of nonesense
you don't know what it takes to end this
Calamities?
you have been using the same strategy
based on crippling these terrorists?
yet on the back of your mind,
nothing changes?
Insanity, even I know, as it was said:
doing the same thing over and over again
and yet expecting different result?
you have to be out of your mind.
sure you promise to reinforce more
of what you have done.

fact is: you can bleed them dry
cut off the fuel that sparks their guts
annihilate them before they wipe us

didn't you say, this attack is against humanity?
and yet you are standing there talking nonsense?

on top of that, you are claiming that:
ISIS doesn't represent Islam,
yet how do you explain that when the attack is done.
they are shouting, "allah akbar?
whatever that means?

they claim they do it in the name of their god
and here you are saying, it is not?

you are deaf and blind, but not stupid and dumb.

O Lord where art thou
I look for your guidance
As these bullets come raining down
Why are you not here
Why don’t you protect us with your holy shroud
My eardrums bleed
The ground shakes
The sound of this evil army
The destruction and death it leaves in its wake
This evil is unbiased to age or creed
The cry of the unborn as mother lays dying
A casualty of a ricochet bullet
Fired to only satisfy evils greed
I stand O lord
I watch as the once landmark building
Decay and burn to the ground
Lost into history now just pictures no sounds
All I see is my country men bleed
I see my streets run red
This evil army disrespectfully dispenses of the dead
A man stands and smiles
Salutes to a foreign flag
He stands and surveys his path
He disregards my defiance and continues his wrath
Day breaks I have ran all night
I have looked for your sign to stand and fight
On bended knee I wait
The evil forces have me in their sights
I look to you O lord
I reach out my hands
I wait for you to break my bounds
So much death I can't come back
I am defeated my lord
Please take me now don’t let them say
Don’t let them be the ones to take my last breath away
Let me leave with my countrymen
They stood tall and proud
This evil was vast and ground them down
I see you now standing beside me
I look to a sea of blood and rain
It does nothing to dispel my pain
Now I see your sign
My courage and strength I start to gain
You have brought a protective shroud
You disguised it well but I see it now
In a crater that evil gave
Intended to become a mass grave
I see it torn I see it burnt
It cuts me so deep I can't explain the hurt
As all falls into disarray
I start to believe
I decided to stay
I will fight and I will answer the call
I will re raise my country's fallen flag
I crawl over the murdered crowd
I climb over rubble and discarded shells
I climb so this evil man can see
I will raise my flag
I will start the fight that sets my country free
He watches as I raise it high
Such a glorious sight
Green White and Gold fills Irelands skyline
Now evils rage turns to me
A thousand guns but they will not take my dignity
I will pass and take my place in history's most important date
I close my eyes on long life
I laughed and cried with my friends and my wife
I watched as my country thrived
I often remember those who died
We now have a cell with an open door
A stone lays bare on hallowed ground
A grave of stone stand's tall so profound
Millions of tourists flock to see and take part in our proud history
My country men now travel far and wide
They show a tri colored flag and they wear it with pride
They are so proud and would never hide
They are free to breathe the air
They are free to know laughter, fun and despair
Ireland is a country full of talent
Poets, writer's freedom to live
100 years on we have the freedom to say

50 years of independence we celebrate
The coming of years to chart our own fate
Ours the future to make or break
No longer others our path to dictate

For 470 years we were described as a colony
Our toils and labours built others economies
Now we strive to build our own country
Creating a future for our posterity


50 years yes that's very young
But we are healthy and we are strong
And when the roll is called of the earth's great ones
Our name is there because among them we belong

We are happy that's what we do best
Competing where others don't expect
Of natural talent we have some of the greatest
Just for fun sometimes we enter a contest


Our politicians have made their marks
Beauty queens shone and spark
Oh it's hard to tell our accomplishments
For they are spread abroad for everyone enjoyment




50 years and we are proud
The deeds of a people speaking ever so loud
Small but standing out in the crowd
Expanding the gifts with which we have been endowed

There's a little island in the Caribbean Sea
It's beauty you have to see to believe
Some compare it to Eden's garden of old
Others say one day it will be the dwelling of God

The skeptics and doubters cannot resist
Asking if such a place really exist
A place of hills and valleys and cool mountain streams
Where the grass is always fresh and green

Exquisite tropical fruits all year abound
Varying crops always planted in the ground
No wild animals to scare or give fright
Or terror to fear in the dark of night

But most of all it is it's people that make it so great
A people blessed with charm beauty and grace
Always a ready smile , handshake or embrace
Out of many one people all belonging to the human race

Oh wail thy beauty, heart and souls broken

Ravaged yet again by a mark of terror

Land of sunshine, land of dreams

Awful sight splattered amongst the greens

None yet has equaled such a scheme

Do we deserve to suffer these pains?

Oh Orlando, an oasis of awakening




(note: please watch this video)

the sitar strummed my soul
while my hands moved round and round
leaving the shadow of thoughts
on the paper

Hillary d*ck, Hillary dock, Hillary wound up the cuckoo clock, mail was late the server went dry, her hands clenched in rage passing it by, now the Killary shield's firmly in place, dentures pasted in, false charms on her face, the one thing she'd done it's forgotten bout now, yes that fact that is real, milk comes from a cow, now let's not forget the scandals at bay, FBI CIA Bills romps in the hay, now google has pages of dirt on these two, the media went blind in passage to you, call it a hoax, call it con spir acy, all the things that they do infect you and me......................................


~Bentlee~

they are the waves rippling in blood
i hope they crest and crash down and drown
the Democrats who continue to vote blue
ripples increase numbers
family left behind in peril
have loved ones
friends
friends of friends who hear their testimonials

ripples increase numbers
reckless and arrogant decisions made
to be a false hero on a 20th anniversary
slaughtered troops have family
family have friends
those friends have friends
bearing witness to testimonials
and the red rises
lapping at the highest in the land

ripples increase numbers
by the betrayal of lies
rising and rising
lapping at the highest in the land
those betrayed have friends
and friends of friends
and all who have heard the lies
gathering force to rise
and crest
to crash
by blood still pumping

This is a masterpiece....loved it!????????



I didn't write this, someone sent to me on my mail.



Enjoy!!!
Subj: Twas the Night Before Inauguration...
Twas the night before Inauguration, and up in the tower,
The Donald reflected on his newfound power.
The conservative masses had come out in force,
And delivered a victory that would chart a new course.

The snowflakes were shell-shocked with tears in their eyes,
The media lied to them . . . What a surprise.
They had been promised a Hillary win,
But the criminal Clinton took one on the chin.

And though from all corners celebrities flew,
They made no impression, for they hadn’t a clue.
They talked about climate, racism, and such,
And they made up good stories . . . But didn’t know much.

The fake news and ignorance came at a cost,
And they can’t understand all the reasons they lost.
They blame it on Comey and Bernie and Vlad,
But fail to acknowledge the one that was bad.

Yes, Hillary Clinton, in many ways flawed,
Was her own biggest hurdle toward getting the nod.
The campaign exposed her corruptness and greed,
And her speeches were punch-less as ten dollar weed.

So out in the streets there arose such a clatter,
It was Soros-paid protestors and Black Lives Matter.
With cities to pillage and windows to smash,
They knew not the issues, but needed the cash.

Eight years of Obama had given them cause,
To expect a replacement of their Santa Claus.
But soon the protestors will feel the pain,
When the wheels fall off of the old gravy train.

And now all the snowflakes are riddled with fear,
Upset and offended by things that they’ll hear.
The cocoa and crayons will help for a while,
But fact-based opinions will soon cramp their style.

I originally supported anyone but Cruz,
In the end I would vote for whoever they choose.
He may not have been my first choice, but soon I would cede,
The one they call TRUMP is the one that we NEED!

I saw him on TV in front of a crowd,
He spoke about veterans, it made me feel proud.
He spoke about energy, safety, and jobs,
Taking this country back from the Washington snobs.

He was dressed in Armani, all tailored and neat,
And the Brunos he wore made the outfit complete.
For a man of his vintage, he seemed rather fit,
And he looked presidential, I have to admit.

His eyes glowed like embers, his smile was the best,
And his hair was the color of my old hunting vest.
His love for this country was on full display,
And his actions spoke louder than his words could say.

He thanked all his voters, and before he was gone,
Saved thousands of jobs while Obama looked on.
The fate of this country left nothing to chance,
So, he filled out his cabinet weeks in advance.

The men he had chosen were of the same mind,
Let’s set the bar high, and not lead from behind.
He picked up his phone as he rose from his seat,
With a flick of his finger, he sent out this tweet;

“Now Mattis! Now Kelly! Now Sessions and Pruitt!
On Perry! On Flynn, You’re the ones who can do it.
Start lifting restrictions and building the wall,
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!!”

The roar of his audience rose from the stands,
He kissed all their babies and shook all their hands.
He answered their questions and calmed all their fears,
They knew it would be a fantastic four years.

Then he jumped in his limo, and off to his jet,
A fellow that Liberals won’t soon forget.
He sent one more tweet as the evening expired;
“Happy Inauguration to all,
AND OBAMA – YOU’RE FIRED.

Didn't see it coming,
As I made my way along that cold dark street.
That night, from the bar.
Where we'd all had some laughs, some drinks,
Truly,
never saw it coming,
No time to even run.
Before they caught me.


They pounced on me like rabid dogs,
Handcuffed, my hands,behind my back and threw me into their car,
And before I could even,catch my breath..knew what was going on,
they were telling me to run,
Into a field, ice covered, and my heart sank and I knew ,

But first they took my shoes..

This is what they call the Starlight drive,
Heard tales of brothers ,
Never coming back alive,
They Took my coat, they took my shoes.
Left me out here,
To die, and I thought for sure ,So,
This is what is meant by, The Starlight Tour.

As I huddled,in the freezing wind,
icicles formed on my body,
My body went numb, as did my mind,

And Alas.
I prepared to die..
And in my last waking moments
,I recall thinking,
Of my baby sister,
And, how she must have pleaded,
for her life.
On that fateful night,
as she endured
,,The starlight tour..

The Lord he works in mysterious ways,
There was a power company,close
by, let me come in and stay,
And one of the guys,
drove me back into town,
My hands,and indeed my whole body,
was purple,
They thought I was dead,
But by the grace of God., I'm Alive,
I survived~!
Survived their, Starlight tour,

My little sister, wasn't so lucky,
They found her face down in the snow..
And you know how cold it gets out there in Saskatoon.....
They drove her to the field, and then, told her to run,
But, first, they took her shoes...
And they told her to run..
And do enjoy, your Starlight tour..... +
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