Anger Poems Seeking Honest Critique
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Poetry about angst, activism and hate
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Hold On
Do you hear it
In the morning light
Hold on
Do you feel it
As the sun lights your way
Hold on
Do you remember
When you were drowning
And Nobody could lend a hand
Your heart was of stone
Smoke and mirrors Was your home
Everythings Outta Line
Now you're minds made up
Your gonna go it
Alone
All pills declined
Now you understand your Plight
Hold On
In the morning light
Hold on
Do you feel it
As the sun lights your way
Hold on
Do you remember
When you were drowning
And Nobody could lend a hand
Your heart was of stone
Smoke and mirrors Was your home
Everythings Outta Line
Now you're minds made up
Your gonna go it
Alone
All pills declined
Now you understand your Plight
Hold On
#honesty
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How can a Vote (Mean more than the Truth)
How can a vote
Mean more than the truth
It’s what we teach our kids
To tell the truth
A bedrock belief
It’s what we all stand for
Truth will set you free
It’ll set us free
It’s all about power
Truth doesn’t matter
Try and tell my kids
To be on the up and up
And they see liars and thiefs
Not live up to us
What should they think
When it’s up to us
To not give in to the noise that’s all around
Facts are sound
Since when do we believe
In fantasies
And...
Mean more than the truth
It’s what we teach our kids
To tell the truth
A bedrock belief
It’s what we all stand for
Truth will set you free
It’ll set us free
It’s all about power
Truth doesn’t matter
Try and tell my kids
To be on the up and up
And they see liars and thiefs
Not live up to us
What should they think
When it’s up to us
To not give in to the noise that’s all around
Facts are sound
Since when do we believe
In fantasies
And...
#corruption
#deception
#greed #lies
#greed #lies
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Teaching Survival
Teaching survival on the 700 club
Hear someone saying
Jesus wears a vest
Have to teach the kids
How to duck and run
Are you fucking serious
Hiding behind the Bible
Instead of addressing
Our gun problem
So now religion is teaching gun violence
Or hiding under desks
Instead of addressing
The real nut of our times
If I have to teach my kid
To take precautions
Just because of gun violence
Seems like I lost before I began
How about tackling the ...
Hear someone saying
Jesus wears a vest
Have to teach the kids
How to duck and run
Are you fucking serious
Hiding behind the Bible
Instead of addressing
Our gun problem
So now religion is teaching gun violence
Or hiding under desks
Instead of addressing
The real nut of our times
If I have to teach my kid
To take precautions
Just because of gun violence
Seems like I lost before I began
How about tackling the ...
#children
#GunControl
#religion #violence
#religion #violence
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Block your ears
Do not look me when you cut
When you scissor and saw my flesh
When you chisel my bones
and wrap my hair
Do not swap my flesh for plastic
Do not fill my cheeks with youth you've crafted from mulch
Or sculpt my teeth with metal
Do not force me to watch
Her mock her adult body
Or hear you sneer with hatred
At her crying
Do not inject my chest with sweetener
Or my bum with fat
Block her ears so she do not hear to your whining
Your insecure complaints
About appearance and age
As I did
When you scissor and saw my flesh
When you chisel my bones
and wrap my hair
Do not swap my flesh for plastic
Do not fill my cheeks with youth you've crafted from mulch
Or sculpt my teeth with metal
Do not force me to watch
Her mock her adult body
Or hear you sneer with hatred
At her crying
Do not inject my chest with sweetener
Or my bum with fat
Block her ears so she do not hear to your whining
Your insecure complaints
About appearance and age
As I did
#anger
#apocalypse
#despair
#frustration
#greed
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what about us
I hated you for the longest time,
Believed someday I'd leave you behind.
I cried, I screamed, I begged the sky,
“Tell me what I did, why?”
For months, the tears refused to cease,
Pain demanded but granted no release.
Then, one day, I felt something shift,
No more yearning, just a hollow rift.
I’m not numb; I still feel pain,
Anger lingers, sharp as rain.
But thoughts of you bring only cold,
A hollow ache where love once told.
I craved your touch, now it makes me ill,
The thought of you...
Believed someday I'd leave you behind.
I cried, I screamed, I begged the sky,
“Tell me what I did, why?”
For months, the tears refused to cease,
Pain demanded but granted no release.
Then, one day, I felt something shift,
No more yearning, just a hollow rift.
I’m not numb; I still feel pain,
Anger lingers, sharp as rain.
But thoughts of you bring only cold,
A hollow ache where love once told.
I craved your touch, now it makes me ill,
The thought of you...
#anxiety
#breakup
#depression #heartbroken
#depression #heartbroken
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Information
It's a Strange World
When comes to
Information
Where People are persuaded
By hook or by crook
To taste it
Bland
Is the taste
With No
Mathematical Logical
Commonsense Reasoning
Within their
Everyday life's
And yet
They swallow it
Forcing Themselves
To Digest it
A Forever war
In their lifetime
For their Heart Refuses
To Change
When comes to
Information
Where People are persuaded
By hook or by crook
To taste it
Bland
Is the taste
With No
Mathematical Logical
Commonsense Reasoning
Within their
Everyday life's
And yet
They swallow it
Forcing Themselves
To Digest it
A Forever war
In their lifetime
For their Heart Refuses
To Change
#honesty
#philosophical
#TruthOfLife
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Home no More
Home no More
The sticker slapped upon my door
Informs me that we have a home no more
Gather up the wife and children with not much more than the clothes that hang off of us
At least it’s summertime I guess we won’t freeze sleeping under the night sky
But the season will change and we don’t have enough blankets to keep us warm
So we go to the shelter that is overflowing
With despair and broken human beings
In the darkness the vultures prey upon the few objects that we still own so we are back out on the cold...
The sticker slapped upon my door
Informs me that we have a home no more
Gather up the wife and children with not much more than the clothes that hang off of us
At least it’s summertime I guess we won’t freeze sleeping under the night sky
But the season will change and we don’t have enough blankets to keep us warm
So we go to the shelter that is overflowing
With despair and broken human beings
In the darkness the vultures prey upon the few objects that we still own so we are back out on the cold...
#children
#despair
#family
#homelessness
#inequality
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Commonsense Activist
Don't be tired
Don't give in
Even though The world
Around us
Seems to be Turning to shit
Lick your wounds
Hold your line
Never
Let your mind
Change
What You Think
Don't give in
Even though The world
Around us
Seems to be Turning to shit
Lick your wounds
Hold your line
Never
Let your mind
Change
What You Think
#honesty
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The Hurt No one Sees
The hurt no one sees
Down the hall padded with carpet
Creeps a villain he is real
He runs around trying to spoil his soul
Dipping in and out of hospitals
Top of the Pops hanging with the Beatles
Next night Rolling Stones or Stevie Wonder
Take off his Heart shaped glasses
And see the demon in his being
He delivers the hurt that no one sees
Down the hall padded with carpet
Creeps a villain he is real
He runs around trying to spoil his soul
Dipping in and out of hospitals
Top of the Pops hanging with the Beatles
Next night Rolling Stones or Stevie Wonder
Take off his Heart shaped glasses
And see the demon in his being
He delivers the hurt that no one sees
#abuse
#children
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Democratic system
It is Sad to say
Conocrecy
Is the word
That I hear
When one listens
To Those voted in
With Promises
That no longer Apply
Unless
There be Profit
For them
And their kind
But for Us
There be scraps and crumbs
That Sadly
In Our Wilfull ignorance
And our
Stupidly
We Fight
To defend those
Who keep Us in chains
That are Always dressed
In the flesh
Of Promises to come
Just as long as
We Obey
Conocrecy
Is the word
That I hear
When one listens
To Those voted in
With Promises
That no longer Apply
Unless
There be Profit
For them
And their kind
But for Us
There be scraps and crumbs
That Sadly
In Our Wilfull ignorance
And our
Stupidly
We Fight
To defend those
Who keep Us in chains
That are Always dressed
In the flesh
Of Promises to come
Just as long as
We Obey
#honesty
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That Made Robert Storm Out
Robert had finally found Jane.
She was naked and humping with Jim.
That made Robert storm out.
She was naked and humping with Jim.
That made Robert storm out.
#betrayal
#fiction
#friendship
#lover
#sex
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I'm Not A Little Girl Anymore, Dad!
You're always telling
me what to do, Dad!
But no more because
I allowed myself to
pose topless in front
of this photographer
no matter what type
of garbage you keep
on force feeding me!
me what to do, Dad!
But no more because
I allowed myself to
pose topless in front
of this photographer
no matter what type
of garbage you keep
on force feeding me!
#dialogue
#fiction
#freedom
#FreeVerse
#sex
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