O Trump Derangement, thy name we scorn, A sickness wrought to silence minds, A label placed to quell the born Of thought, whose roots may tear the binds. In wisdom's place, thou offer none— No cure, no hope, no space for air… For every voice who dares to run Against thy crown, thy law, thy glare. How sweet the word "insane" you say— A balm for wounds, a mask for fear. But none shal...

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This poem tries to explore the personal and societal consequences of living under a prospecitve dictatorship, where the truth is silenced, and freedom of the press is crushed. Through the fate of figures like Jim Acosta, the poem reflects on the heavy price of speaking out against tyranny and the loss of voice in a world where obedience reigns. A stark warning of what happens when dissent is erase...

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the world weeps: enough!

set Palestine’s people free

 love’s the only way

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stokers of hate’s fire

tried to bury love’s dissent

but buried good seed

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we’re now growing strong

our shoots dance in winds of change

love, bring Spring’s revolt!

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Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh 25th January 2025

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As it is rememberence weekend, I just thought I would post you this, in honour of many a soldier!

 

                                                Oh the Hypocrisy

 

 

            Someone get me a cloth,

For someone shat on my screen!

 

I’m scoping now,

Scoping with a full magazine

Of thirty-two rounds –

The foresight blackened

By my gun oil to assassinate

T...

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