Most Commented Political / Social Poems (810)

Downtown there's a panda
passing bad cheques
thumping the bar room table
with bambooed joy
as Liverpool go down 2-1
to Everton
in the penalty shoot-out
swilling with Roberto
his wily ring-tail companion
whose rafter antics
move mothers to hide
the children from the horror
of a belching blue panda roaring
"I've never felt more like singin' the Blues
When Everton win and Liverpool lose
Oh, Everton, you've got me singin' the Blue"
"Here we go, Here we go, Here we go"

Secrets that were not secrets
Lessons that were not learned
Just how fallible are my thoughts
Deliberately distorting into knots

Secrets that were not secrets
Lessons that were not learned
Such is life but all is existential
Much an extravagant depiction

Secrets that were not secrets
Lessons that were not learned
That describes inevitable fiction
Shadows casting dubious doubts

Secrets that were not secrets
Lessons that were not learned
Where all truth becomes evitable
Posturing between all it flouts

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...

I looked up the poorest country in the world
It is South Sudan
It is located in Africa
I think of the homeless here
They are poor too
I saw a homeless person looking at the menu in the Hardee's drive thru
I'm sure he has access to food at the food bank
But
I know he would rather have some good food
Then there was the guy living in his car parked by the library
I wonder if he was hot as a car can get really hot on a summer day
Then I think of Elon Musk, the richest man in the world
Is it fair for one man to have 254 billion, and another to starve?
They say it is easier for a camel to pass thru the eye of a needle
Than for a rich man to enter heaven
I'm sure with his wealth, Elon will just make a bigger needle

Any new nation that arises from the ashes
Of an old nation that has left behind
Becomes a Declaration of Independence
Leading a pathway from tyranny and cruelty
Is still intolerable in some places today; hence
Us all turning our swords into plowshares how
Cultivating all the best that life has to offer
Instead of the completely gargantuan lies
Assaults against the morality and decency
Of all of mankind; and you better not bet
Against any of it or all of it; unless you are mistaken
In the belief that you won’t be held accountable

which brings us to the case of
the pear vs the fashion estate
a fruit unfairly marginalized
by a corruptible culture
wielding the maxim
of busty top and
narrow waist

this then in praise
of your resolute resistance
my little friend
you have not yielded
as the celery capitulated
and the rhubarb crumbled
bulbous to the end
shout it loud from the fruit bowls
you can take our trees
but you will never take our freedom!

I've paid my dues
Worn out my shoes
Is life without much gain
I've suffered in silence
Avoided much violence
Peace came without pain
I’ve made my plans
Reached out my hands
Washed out in the rain
I’ve made my way
Always had my say
During my whole reign
I’m ready now
Prepared somehow
To start over again
I’ve conceded to
The cards I drew
Not all was lost in vain

Once, everything finally set into place,
All got scattered out- deep into space,
Aliens, they're always watching me,
They hang with my neighbor,
From across the street,--
Strange lights and sounds,
As if making they're plans,
Speaking some language,
No one here could understand,--
So, I set up my perimeter,
Tripwire and landmines,
But, like angels from above,
Lights fell from the sky,--

(chorus): Is this real or in my head?,
What in the Hell is this?,---

Well, out came my neighbor,
Just as no surprise,
With a spacesuit on,
And a glaze in his eyes,--
"Why don't you come take a trip with me?"
"Good accommodations and upper class hospitality,"--
Imagine different places and different worlds,
But just like from Sling Blade,
He sounded like Carl!,--
"ah hmm, You shouldn't be singing songs like that,
you gonna scare these boys and girls! hmm,
Why don't yaw kids come on with me,
We'll go get some of them there French fried taters, ah hmm,--

(chorus) Is this real or in my head?,
Who in the Hell is this?,---

I took a few steps back,
And then I cocked my gun,
But, then came the military,
And the Air Force One,--
What I saw,
Please allow me to explain,
That Biden and the aliens,
Knew each other by name,--
Pissed off and hurt,
Well, my neighbor he walked on home,
His 15 minutes of fame,
That day is now long been gone,--
But, I still see him around,
Once in a while,
Staring towards space,
Wearing a smile!,--

(chorus) Is this real or in my head?
Where in the Hell is this?---

{{ The music fades as a Coocoo bird chirps louder; then,
different sounds of birds over sound into Neighbors
(part 2) Only The Birds Understand. }}

Don’t complain to me about life
If things were always that easy
Everything would be great

The sun and moon still rise
To a place where they feel safe
Can we all agree about that

The water is too hot or too cold
Whenever I need go for a swim
So I must somehow just adapt

Nothing else comes that close
To the warmth of your embrace
Freedom only love were the case

I am so sick of this life’s stress
Where I can sadly find no rest
Do I really know what’s best

Peace and tranquility do exist
If we slow down our hectic pace
And find some space and grace

When we fell asleep last night
Did we wake into a world of fright?
Falling down a rabbit hole
Our lives literally stole

What phenomena occurred whilst we dreamt?
Were the evil red serpents sent?
To conjure up the lot of us
In stages that are just treasonous

Our voices cannot be heard
The lines of insanity are now blurred
Why has the seven heavens fallen
And our hearts and souls called in

Silence gives permission to the not so pure of heart
Sharing the truth to rise above must have a start
When we stop fighting for a life that is free
We accept the heavy hands on the control key

For what give rights to some and not others
Forbidding reaching out and touching our brothers
Rulers come and go not without a battle
Rise up and put an end to the psycho babble

Look deep into the eyes of peace and tranquility
Know this is the true state of all of humanity
Contemplate the truth absent of the unfitted
Never following doctrines made up by the wicked

Plunging deeper into a life of pandemonium control
Becoming lowly victims in a chasm that takes its toll
Breaking free should consume our every thought
Because freedom’s fight must always be fought

“I know but one freedom and that is the freedom of the mind”

~Antoine de Saint-Exupery~
French writer, poet, and pioneering aviator

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