Newest Political / Social Poems (810)

Why...?
Why am I going to go to a place everyday...?
Smiling and acting like I want to be there...?
Because that is what is expected of me?
A cog?, A wheel in the machine?
I'll make this b*tch spin.
For what...?
So I can help the rich get further ahead...?
Others who don't give a damn about me personally?
Wouldn't sit across the table from me and break bread?
Silver Spoon Mother f**kers who are already well off ?
Really...?
Tell me why should I sweat for you?
Why should I help you to my detriment?
How is it that I became your slave?
Tell me again why I need you.
A virus..., Plague..., Nasty sickness.
Sucking my f*cking life away.
Never again...Never...,
I will die first...

They like to think themselves as heroes.
They are the Self-Serving type.
They like making war on ev-ery-one, and count-ing coins at night.They contemplate new battles
for what they claim is right
But when they start daydreaming,
minds turn to counting coins all night.

Sometimes when I look at them and see into their eye,
tis war they think, make-ing life worthwhile.
Thier lips curve up, they just can't disguise,
they think of counting gold-coins, with-a-smile,
But tis so hard for them to know
which tis that they love more?
Counting coins by candle light?
Or being busy making war?

They use words like honour and glory
When they talk about their wars
They like to talk, about vic-tory and gain
But when they stop their talking, in the silence of thier own heads,
they go straight back,
to count-ing gold coins ag-ain.

Sometimes when I look at them and see into their eyes,
tis war they think, make-ing life worthwhile.
I see their lips curve, and they just can't disguise,
they think of gold-coins, with-a-smile,

But tis so hard for them to know
which tis that they love more?
Counting coins by candle light?
Or being busy making war?

It is The rich, the powerful
They like to think of as their friends
but they are just the bankers
in a war that never ends
They're not too fond of Peace
A ceasefire's what they hate
they love the thought of fighting wars
think-ing Oh, the mon-ey they shall make

Sometimes when I look at them and see into their eyes,
tis war they think, make-ing life worthwhile.
I see their lips curve, and they just can't disguise,
they think of gold-coins, with-a-smile,

But tis so hard for them to know
which tis that they love more?
Counting coins by candle light?
Or being busy making war?

I saw the Cubs playing baseball against the Pirates
No fans were present
The Cubs are one of the most popular teams with good attendance in 2019
Good attendance all the other years too
I went there in 2000 to see Sammy Sosa play
It is surrounded by houses
It has a nice family feel to it
With the ivy just coming in when I went there in May
Now it looks like all sports are going to be fanless
The Packers are playing next week in Minneapolis against the Vikings
There is no decision as of yet, but likely will have no fans
No horns, no purple, no beer, no hotdogs, and no cheering
I went to 11 games at Green Bay since 2006
It is an experience
It is fun
And it will be sadly missed by many who enjoy sports
Weather it's baseball or football

Once again the Democratic committee hand picked who they wanted
The people wanted Bernie Sanders
Instead the people got me
I think I'm better than Hillary Clinton
And thankfully the economy is in the crapper
So I'll have a better chance this time around
As far as my accomplishments
Umm....
I did help a child who stutters just like I used to
That's something, right?
So vote for me America
Or you'll have another four years of making fun of the orange man
Donald Trump!

The lying sewer rats have revealed themselves once again
a tale has surfaced without credit but begs to be king
this plague and disease has taken away innocent life
We all can see the scorpion in words published in a sting
the odour leaves an invisible stench deeply within souls rooted
Our nation has what it deserves corrupted evil swine
wallowing in self pity crying over spilt milk bad eggs
poor in spirit drunken by their lack of knowledge
wisdom is condemned as false doctrine to address logic
Where creeps the shadows over the truth sandwiched
hiding behind a mask the joker laughs at democracies fools
This world is falling into the pits of hell with rotten apples
at the helm they form a circle dividing people to core beliefs
brainwashed individuals follow their leaders backwards principles
God be with anyone who can think for themselves
because the trendy have lost all faith and love
they judge everyone by their own standards
afraid of the cross they bear malice against goodwill
Sin we all can see how you mutilate everything Holy
take one look into the heart of this problem unfolding
hide your face in shame as the day will come when you kneel

Civil humans navigate existence scaredly
the less than live nefariously
Moral people desire meaningful life
alleged Almighty said 'let Evil be rife'

Faith believers make-up the majority
the mindless eagerly defy authority
So-called justice warriors snuffing history
behind unwarranted uprising no mystery

Colleges are about brainwashing young
leftist professors ONLY preach dung
Patriotic Americans begrudgingly sacrifice
eventually it's 'f*ck being nice'

Unarmed black men being sought
another blatant lie forever taught
Defund police latest insane rant
letting anti-Americans win we can't

Bitching and moaning is full-time
Scream injustice while perpetrating crime
Soros instructs his violent fools
peaceful protesters succumb to mob rules

Dethrone Trump whatever it takes
politicians depict the slimiest snakes
Our nations sovereignty under attack
You're racist if not black

we came from near
we came from far
to trust the truth
to duel and spar
to stand upon
the hill of scarves
to nurture all
that darkness starves

"what then? cried Shankly's ghost.. what then?"

we lost our souls
all ninety six
and wrote their names
upon the bricks
and lit a flame
on every shirt
so justice knew
their family's hurt
and sang
"you'll never walk alone"
through Madrid Squares
and dusty Rome

what then?.. cried the the thief of time, what then..?

we woke to greet
the phantom dawns
as passion fought
the corporate pawns
to bleed away
and leverage hope
to bitter end
we burned the rope
and rose again
as europe fell
to the hoards of light
of brave redmen

what then? cried Shankly's ghost.. what then?

the world fell in
to viral rage
that stopped the streets
so fell the blade
and took the dream
and ran away
and stole each light
each smiling ray
but nonetheless
the truth did out
as scousers smiled
from every mouth

thirty years since tropy shown
its true..
"you'll never walk alone"

White cop murders Black again
justification true racist spin
Factually more whites are killed
at lying liberal's most skilled

Injustice can't be cured
believing otherwise absurd
Truth deniers consciously refuse
facts contradict their views

Origins of slavery fabricated
'original sin' falsely advocated
Sharpton race baiter scum
crying Wolf induces numb

Like savage's people desecrate
uncivilized action no debate
Deflection of blame ironclad
mentality today depicts MAD

We're owed they shout
wut chew talkin' bout?
IF victimhood would cease
culmination possibly peace

BLM vomit Marxist chatter
only black lives matter
Leftists promulgate Fake News
gaslight incessantly to confuse

Floyd's death was wrong
racism same ole song
Here's where I'm leaning
every heartbeat has meaning

what is that noise
i cannot see
its just above the clouds

it sure is loud
and it lasted long
oh ... its raining now

so I stay inside
locking-down
.... within

and I wonder
maybe more
illness it will bring ?

I have had a neighbor since January of 2019 park way too close
This morning I wanted some snacking bacon from Dunkin Donuts
I try to get in my car and I can't get in because her car is parked too close
I can't slide in, so I crawl over the passenger side and get in that way
Now my leg hurts from having to contort my body to get in my driver's seat
I couldn't even get my bacon in Platteville because they open at 6
I got there at 5:30
So I drive to the one in Dubuque which is about 27 miles
They open at 5
If I go to the Landlord again, she will tell me to talk with Mary
I just talked to her last week about it
She says she's sorry, but I don't need sorry
I need her to quit parking me in
So I will have to do one of two things
Either back in, so my driver's side faces the other side
Or park in my neighbor's parking spot
I guess I'm backing in
Cause my leg is @#$%ed!