Poems about drill



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№ 1167982

Active Shooter Drill

Took this down, but I'm putting it back up after reading a letter by another teacher, deeply questioning his own courage and what has gone wrong In America.
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Anger, sorrow...
They sometimes converge
In children
The wind explodes them in our hands
And
I hate the world that kills 17 kids
With American Senseless

Peace--
Impossible possession
The angle of declination
Breath of a moment

A violet thread pulled from the hem of day.


active,  drill,  shooter.

Author: Liz Balise
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Date: 28/02/2020


№ 1128750

This is not a drill

Electric impulses knaw
At nubs formerly known
As finger tips,
Worn down to bits by
The desire to drench
This world with one
Simple thing that may
Or may not be
Everlasting

I'm in search of
A replacement for
Flimsy false hopes
And finicky heart pokes,
For flat lined finite
Chopped up bits
Flying up nostrils
In hysterical hits

Even escapists smack
Walls from which
They can't slither
Through silently,
Walls covered in
Mirrors full of
Faces fueled with
Hostility

All the faces are
My own and it's
Time i find some grace
Before i finally
Pull my last astonishing
Escape from this place


drill.

Author: Quinn
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Date: 24/01/2020

№ 1108115

Drill

Feeble words...
And...
Your mother;
Drill.
Scary, isn't it,
To merely imagine what
I could do to your mother
As you already did to mine,
As you already have done unto
Your by the "innocence"
Of a lie?
Perhaps all i'm doing is
Perfecting: waiting?
Perhaps
The only sadistic aspiration is
That of perfecting waiting?
Who knows what's to be
Precisely lost...
Once enough time is
Allowed to accumulate;
No, i already have a fetish
For much, much, worse;
I'm almost sorry for not being
An Auschwitz tourists...
I'm sure to take your
Mother with me...
And impregnate her wth
Feline sperm...
If there is an afterlife...
You... will... learn...
My mother's... plight!
Or else i'll just drill
Her silly via insertion into
Her temple...
After all...
Does it or has it ever mattered
To avert the decadence of will?
Still a drill to me.


drill.

Author: MateuЕЎ Conrad
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Date: 05/01/2020

№ 1098574

Valentine's week drill

It's Valentine's week
And love is marching it's drill
Everywhere around
Love is in the air
Yes, I can see
But to feel-
I feel little less
Why there's no self love day?
To celebrate the love for oneself
That too so purely
Before giving a bite of ones love
For share!


drill,  valentine,  week.

Author: Debanjana Saha
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Date: 28/12/2019


№ 1083856

The Drill

Don't worry
It won't come without warning
We'll take care of you
Guide you through the storm
And if your thoughts are led astray
Just remember where you come from
We'll take the pain away
Put your mind at ease
Just look to the sky
See your troubles fade away
And when you come back down
You'll find your place among the squares
Why would we intend to do you wrong?
You're the ones that hurt and harm
So don't be scared at all
Stunt acts are fun
No need to sound the alarm
Simple policy and procedure
Just keep minding your business
And lose yourself in freedom
But if you happen to be present
Know that you were special
You were chosen as the chosen ones
And people will remember you
Don't worry
It won't come without warning
We'll take care of you
This is only a drill


drill.

Author: Lucy Tonic
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Date: 14/12/2019

№ 1010932

Ston Poet - Drill

(Smoking on that drill2)... , Yeah (nigga that kill2)... (Smoking on that drill3)... Yeah... (nigga that kill2)... I stay smoking on (that kill2)... Yeah... I stay smoking on (that drill2)... Aye nigga... (that kill2)... (Aye Im smoking on that drill3)... Yeah nigga (that kill3)... Uhh...

I ain't popping no pills, I ain't snorting nothing man, I ain't injecting myself, Im just rolling no mollies, I stay smoking on that drill, Yeah I stay smoking on (that kill3)... nigga... I'm getting straight to the business my nigga, what's the deal, Uhh, Yeah, what's the deal with all of these buster pussy ass made fakes that's in the rap game mane, yall giving them Fuck niggas praises, that ain't Gods, they Satan peasants, Uhh...
I only give praises to the Heavenly Father & Jesus Christ, you should too, homie, I'm just giving out good advice, don't Idolize me my nigga, I'm not a God, even thou I'm fly, even tho I ryhme so nice, dude you can be fly too, you gotta have confidence within you, look up to yourself my nigga, you gotta encourage yourself, when nobody else isn't...

Uhh, Aye I stay smoking on that drill, Yeah I stay smoking on (that kill3)... So what man, Yeah mane, I'm smoking on that drill... (it helps me2)... be a better me, it medicates all my pain, it helps me meditate all of my depression away... So why the freak they got it illegalized for mane... Aye
The government is so evil homie, they the Occult, they so Satanic mane... The government been tryna destroy my reputation... I know they after me, Yeah mane... They after me homie, wanna take my life away, Yeah they wanna put me 6 feet under with a closed casket service, mane, because all I rymhe about is the truth homie, Aye I ain't running... noo... I won't stop tho, no I won't dawg, if death do comes then, Imma fight death all the way back where it camed from, They can throw me how much money they want to, but I won't take it, noo My soul is worth more than gold, All I need is Jesus, he saved you & me from ever being defeated, so he's the only Idol to me man... Aye...

(I stay smoking on that drill Yeah2)... (I stay smoking on that kill, Yeah2)... (smoking on that drill2)... nigga Yeah (that kill3)... (Uhh2)... (Yeah2)... my nigga this ain't no gangster music & I ain't no gangster Imma King Imma real nigga & , Imma Rebel too mane,. Ayo, I bet I could rap some shit that every hood nigga will blast & feel tho homie... Aye... I ain't no Thug either, but I'm thugging against America... Fuck em Uhh...
I'm so g, my nigga, I'm me Yeah nigga, I'm who I always wanted to be my nigga... so fuck what a doubter & a hater gone think about this one... because

(nigga I rise3)... (nigga I strive3)... Yeah nigga... (I rise2)... (nigga I strive2)... (nigga I ride2)... for OFTR only & my nigga (thats Fo life3)... Yeah... (nigga I rise3)... (nigga I strive3)... nigga I rise... (nigga I fly2)... (nigga I rise2)... (nigga I strive2)... nigga I rise nigga I fly Aye...
(Smoking on that drill2)... Yeah (nigga that kill2)... Yeah nigga... I stay smoking on that kill, Yeah I stay smoking on that kill... nigga I'm (smoking on that drill3)... (nigga that kill2)...
Aye nigga...

/(I strive *2)... (I rise2)... (I fly2)... /3
Smoking on that drill,.
(Yeah nigga that kill... that kill... Uhh*3)


drill,  poet.

Author: Ston Poet
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Date: 09/10/2019


№ 932524

Drill

You screw me
Up
Up
Up
You fuel me
C
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A
Z
Y
C
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A
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Y
You prompt me
N u o i n u o i
E r t c e r t c
You make me
S o m e t h i n g

I I
Don't \/ don't
Want want
To tobe
Be be
\/


drill.

Author: Fish The Pig
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Date: 30/07/2019

№ 865912

Drill Sergeant

To the ground I fall,
Push
The sweat drips from my brow,
Push
In cadence We,
Push
Gasp
Vomit
He stops his pacing,
Push?
In front of me,
Push?
PRIvate! YOU HAVE seVERELY KAGGED UP!
Yeah, Push...
YOU BETTER FIX YOURself REAL QUICK!
Push
DO YOU WANT TO BE A SOLDIER PRIvate??!
Hooah Sergeant!
THEN SHOW ME YOU WANT IT!
HOOAH Sergeant!
MOTIVATE ME PRIVATE!
HOOAH SERGEANT!
That's what I like to hear PRIvate,
Push

This is our anthem,
Push
But through this we become,
Push
Orwell's “rough men”,
Defend
The Drill Sergeant is a temporary devil,
Patriots Will
A life-long teacher,
Forever
That demands Perfection,
These Colors
To make us Stronger,
Hooah
Patriots Will Defend These Colors Forever,
Push


drill,  sergeant.

Author: Nathaniel Munson
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Date: 30/05/2019

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