Most Viewed Political / Social Poems (810)

Michael Brown got shot
This debate on police violence has been hot
Was Michael in the wrong?
It seems somewhere before I've heard this same song
Ice T talked about it in Cop Killer long ago
There is something these police need to know
The airport screening, the drones
These freedom stealing measures make us feel more alone
Like no one cares for our welfare
Just doesn't seem very fair
The cameras, the unnecessary searches
Make the gate way arches shadows menacing lurches
Fear and untrust creep in
Where will it all end?

The earth baked into a hot hard crust
Where refugees cannot escape the lust
No water no food just political disgust
Oh lack of rain earth large cracks deepest
And thristy leaves curl stunted fruit barest
Little relief fade as clouds are fewest
Passing still no drops of rain sparist
Awaiting anxious harvest in toil frankest
Baking down make powder fly from dung disgust
Children squatting with gasping breath frailest
From journey brought on bonely legs weakest
Across wicked wasted plains of drought gravest
Breaking hearts and destroying dreams proudest
Oh give a heart and help the earth's poorest!!

When will I die?
Are we really going to have huge job losses starting September 27?
Why does God let bad people get away with all their crap?
Did the dinosaurs die off, or just turn into chickens and bald eagles?
Was life better when we just had 200 million people on the planet?
How do aliens exist in space that is so vast it boggles the mind?
When are we going to get hard evidence of Bigfoot?
Are the poor people of India really happier than the rich in the USA?
When are we going to have a really good president again like Kennedy?
When are we going to visit Mars and the moons of Jupiter and Saturn?
When will we have electric cars that are affordable?

Blood on the streets, all the camera cars start to roll
News casters put on their makeup and checkout their notes
News stations chuckle with glee
They know if it bleeds it will lead
Directors phone up their mates for a quote
And fake moral outrage live on tee vee
It’s their lead story today
More bloodshed tomorrow

Payed experts speculate wildly, over what can it all mean
Nothing is happening, but our reporter is live at the scene
So they roll a video tape
Of a dead body under a coat
Presenters show insincere sorrow
Producers secretly gloat
It’s the lead story today
More bloodshed tomorrow

The Camera cars all packed up, have now gone away
So we’ll take some time and tell you what else happened today
We’ve a story of a skateboarding cat
To prove the world isn't so grim
Then we will go over to the weather,
As we wait for the next death to come in
That was our lead story today
And we’ll have more bloodshed tomorrow

You just reach out for trouble.
Cause you think it makes you cool.
I hate to burst your bubble,
But you really are a fool.

You do stir up emotion,
When you monger war and hate.
You'll never find devotion,
Hell, or even just a date.

Your agenda is quite clear.
It's attention that you seek.
True emotion's what you fear,
So obvious when you speak.

Further comments won't be made,
Cause you just aren't worth my time.
In your swill may you be laid,
For your "poetry"'s a crime.

So just take it elswhere man,
I can get manure for free.
And whatever is your plan,
Bark it up another tree.

Maybe im simple
but i dont
understand
why do we hide
in the lands
of twisted speach
why do we hide
from the words
that will give us
alittle freedom
that will make us
stand
head held high
when we see the light
within the eyes
of our child
so why do we hide
from the old
and the young
the crippled
and the ones
yet to come
why do we agree
to be called words
not of our name
words
of twisted meanings
that do nothing
but decay
the very nature
of the light
that used to shine
within their eyes
that used to make you
proud to be alive
yet we hide

Higher Self: So, what’s up?
Me: Not much, how about you?
Don’t be stupid, I am your Higher Self, I’m always great, perfect, in fact..., the question, again, is..., how are you?
I don’t really know, I’m kind of between worlds...
So, what’s new? We both know you spend a large percentage of your life being between dimensions, again, how are you? More to the point, who are you?
I’m me, of course...
Sigh..., is that the best you can do? Tell me who you are?
Relentless, aren’t you? I’m just a drop in an endless ocean..., a singular sunbeam lost forever from its source, some far-away star..., I’m...
Cut the crap, I don’t want poetry, who are you?
Well, in the words of others I’m...
Not interested in the words of others, who do you say you are?
I’m boring...
Nah, you’re ignorant if you say that, who are you?
I’m powerless...
Yes and no, continue...
I am small and vulnerable, an insignificant blob in an endless, ruthless, and dangerous desert...
That’s just a false belief brought on by past, current and anticipated experience, but, its not so, who are you?
Why, oh why does it matter who I am?
When you realize the truth of who you are, then you will give meaning to your existence, and this will make all the difference, otherwise, I’ve wasted my time and the time of those around you, bothering with you...
Honest, I don’t know who I am, help me, give me a clue...
Can’t do that, as you will not value the answer and you will discard it...
I know, I know, I’m energy...
Nope...
But quantum physicists say...
Never mind what quantum physicists say, you’re not energy, who are you?
I feel that I’m just a video game God is amusing itself with...
Keep trying...
You know what, Mr Higher Self, I don’t care who I am, I am, and that’s all that counts...
My, my, finally, we’re getting somewhere, continue...
And, provided I’m not hurting anyone else or myself, its perfectly all right to be me, I don’t have to change, be ambitious, accomplish, march to another’s drum, etc., ad nauseam... And, finally, I accept and love and like myself...
Bravo, continue...
And if anyone doesn’t like the way I am, they can lump it... Phew, thanks Higher Self, this was good therapy, but, you know something you wily old rascal, I suspect[heck I know without doubt]that there’s a LOT more to the story than you’ve helped me uncover so far, isn’t there?
Lucky for all of us, yes, there is, but its good and exciting, and you will slowly uncover the core essence as you keep peeling the layers of this eternal onion... And you will not ever be alone, I will always be there with you...
I love you, know that?
Yes, and I love you too...

I got a Halloween decoration
It's about a man known throughout the nation
A yard sign with metal posts to hold it in
Donald Trump
Make America Great Again!
Do I support this man?
Of course I don't, tell me how I can
I am going to vote for Jill Stein
This woman makes me feel fine
I wonder though how can she win?
When only four tenths of a percent of the votes wanted her in
That is about 400,000 votes compared to 55,000,000 that won
Barack Obama had four more years of fun
I'm sure he had a ball
Playing golf, driving up health insurance, and all
How could we do any worse!
It all makes me want to curse
What the H@$$ are we doing?
Seem like we are stealing out of someone's purse

~"the street" an it's precious diamonds strewn out of reach to where thrown arms unable to catch with crippled hands, out of a cloudless sky did rain tears n etched those precious diamonds with drop filled fear~

Noontime whistle atop the volunteer fire station
awakens every motorcycle within the radius
repurposing every decibel left over since the big bang
Traffic lanes tighten but keep on moving
the venturi sets empty cups to rolling, with straws still stuck in
whatever
And because some students have cars and cars have tires
a man in hi-viz vest tugs and strains on a 4-way wrench
another friday night oops to support the local economy
His fee will be proportionate to the squeal of stubborn lugs
if the Judge was involved, well then he or she's invoicing too
whatever
No net effect on unlimited data plans
point of sale pizza, flavored vapes, or bedbug powder
Nearest damn salt water beach a good five hour drive
south by southeast in this case
seldom is that considered that do-able from here
local law enforcement barely lets the kids breathe anyway
lucky enough swim in a few nearby mud ponds
or get to finish their courses here
whatever
A lot of apparatus is in place to keep things green
apart and away and unresponsive to rural towns brown
A million congrat's to Yale and Harvard, these; the other
hallowed halls of long-term planning across and threw-outs
this big ol' land o' ours
A quick hundred years having opted in
and cannibalize their own
Voracious appetite can be surgically corrected
absent anesthesia
however which and
whatever
Most of the cups have been squashed by now
the lids and straws need more running over
the yin and yang for not picking them up
The calendar keeps traffic moving
retail supply rolls 24/7
boardrooms collect the stat's