Reversal

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Australian poet, Civilizational decline in the West, Historical revisionism, Italian sonnet, Petrarchan sonnet, poem, poetry, Postmodernism, Revisionism, Socialism, sonnet

Reversal

The time has come to watch the old ways fall,
As from the bottom rises what once fell –
What has decayed and has decay’s sweet smell.
What once loomed large will shrink until it’s small,
And lowest things will rise to be the tall.
And thick will float the flotsam on the swell,
As downward sink the sainted souls to Hell.
The oldest lies will be believed by all.
Past heroes will be vilest villains now.
All once thought right will surely now be wrong.
The noble and their courage men will curse,
As those once brave down to the cowards bow.
Admired will be the weak – reviled the strong,
And what was true will be quite the reverse.

– D.N. O’Brien

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Banished!

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Alex Jones, Australian poet, Formal poetry, Infowars, poem, poetry, Radical Left, Social media banning of conservatives, Social media censorship, Socialism, sonnet, Spenserian sonnet

Banished!

He disagrees with our most sacred views.
He has millions of followers it’s said.
He claims that we’re conveyors of fake news.
(That’s news? We after all share the same bed!)
By poor misguided people he is read.
It would be best if he would disappear.
A snake will die if you cut off its head;
A body minus fangs one needn’t fear.
Of course his friends and followers will jeer.
They’ll no doubt say that we have been unkind;
But it’s a leftward course that we must steer,
And to the left must turn each fragile mind.
He must be silenced, lest some be beguiled
By his damned facts – do we agree? – Exiled!

Devils

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Australian poet, Demons (Dostoevsky novel), Devils by Fyodor Dostoevsky, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry, Revolutionaries, Socialism, The radical Left, Young stupid people

Devils

I read it just now in “The News”;
Socialism is what they would choose.
No battles they’ve braved
And no money they’ve saved –
Therefore they have nothing to lose.

Young Americans prefer Socialism

Horses for Cortez

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Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez, Australian poet, conquistador, Hernán Cortés, poem, poetry, Radical Left, Rhyming couplets, Socialism

Horses for Cortez

She will muster her socialist forces
To make bridles for capitalist horses.

When the capitalist horses are tamed,
Much more of their oats may be claimed.

And no “neigh!” may be written or spoken,
Once capitalist horses are broken.

On a socialist horse she will ride,
And its saddle won’t be to the side.

There will be an ass with a side-saddle
For old Bernie – Cortez likes to straddle.

Old Bernie will sit on his ass,
And follow the Latino lass.

She is young – has no wisdom or brains,
But she has a firm grip on the reins.

Cortez, heroin of the poor!
The socialist conquistador!

The Silent Majority

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Australian poet, Far-left insanity, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry, Political Correctness, Socialism

There will be no girls and no boys.
All children will have the same toys.
But how could this be?
It’s easy to see:
The sane didn’t make enough noise.

Unisex toys

Learning Difficulties

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Bernie Sanders, Communism, Communist atrocities, Deaths due to Communism, Extreme Left politicians, Green political parties, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry, Socialism

Communism, it levels all men.
Remember those gory days when
Its bloody stain spread?
And the millions of dead?
Yet they still wish to try it again.

Burning Resentment

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Australian poet, Decline of London, Decline of the West, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, Multiculturalism failure, poem, poetry, Socialism, UK hard left

In London the buildings are burning,
While some for the old days are yearning.
The slums are returning,
For many aren’t earning –
But little are Londoners learning.

Grenfell Tower fire

The Left View

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Australian traditional poetry, epigram, liberal bias, main stream media left bias, poem, poetry, Socialism

I’m not far-right, I’m right.
I see – you’re Nazi-lite.

Caliphatia Dreaming

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Islamization, limerick, poem, poetry, Socialism

Supermarkets replaced by bazaars.
Horse drawn wagons where once there were cars.
All your freedoms curtailed;
Women bare foot and veiled –
It’s the dream of the mad commissars.