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Angry at Society

vagabondvibes
vagabondvibes
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Poetry Contest

Are you angry at society? Good. Now's the time to let it all out. This competition is all about how society has wronged you. Write a poem about how awful society is, get as angry as you want.
New Poems only.
There is no length limit on poems, but please don't write a novel lol
The poem does not have to be about something that affects you personally or even anyone you know; if it makes you angry still, or it makes a group of people angry and you want to try writing from that perspective, be my guest, get creative.

Can't wait to see the submissions.

I have posted an example below!

vagabondvibes
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Woman

Woman  
What is the meaning of the word?
You don't recognize my autonomy
Your definition is blurred.  
 
Bitch  
Is that word supposed to hurt?  
Put me back in my place  
take away my power and put you in first?  
 
Slut  
Why would I care?  
Is the way I dress an offense,  
Is my confidence too much to share?  
 
Whore  
Why is my sex life so important to you?  
Are you jealous  
that I don't want to screw?  
 
Cunt  
Oh, sorry. Mad I proved you wrong?  
Mad I have sharp mind  
and not just a ditzy ass in a thong?    
 
Woman  
What is the meaning of being a her?  
Trapped as object.  
My brilliance never heard.  
 
  
 
 
 
 
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AEMelia564
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Tyrant of Words
Norway
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For Luna

I burried you under the biggest
of trees as I knew one day
you would find it and climb high

together with the hatchet
Glistening sunlight steers all leaves
as your soul enters this room

You tell me you have fought
the two dogs that killed you
in a senseless attack

I tell you you were brave
and stroke the fur I crave
your green eyes melt my browns

"Is there anything I can do?" She asks me
I looked at her finding no purpose in words
You were the purpose

Your furry feet still walk
that empty hall
an echo returned

I scalped the truth
anger tastes remain


This poem I dedicate to my cat Luna. She died jumping a fence whilst two neigbour dogs attacked her. Its been a long time but I will never forget Luna.
May her soul be free

vagabondvibes
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that is tragic. I am sorry.

poet Anonymous

I understand your angst and I'm certain it must be justifiable...but anger only really hurts you.  I hope you used the thread as a sort of catharsis and that you'll treat yourself better, as a result.  I don't mean to preach; I ain't the "holier than thou" type.  I wasted far too much time being angry...I hope you are MUCH smarter than I.  

Dawn_Siren
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"I scalped the truth"
This perked up my ears like bugs bunny...impressive from the view of my window!
Condolences in regards your beloved pet.

RByron418
RByron418
R Byron Johnson
Twisted Dreamer
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King Fuck of Shit Mountain

my heart forgives against the crippled tongues
who pick the words with the least meaning to hide
that which is most meaningful to them......

....and the whole world is lashing tethered hands
to the back of my neck to mark me with welts for their jealous eyes to demean upon
and condescend the ones they fear are better than them,
mocking every stammer of my stride,
making my clumsy way of living seem as a chaotic dance in convulsion and seizure.....

....and so many have made an art of fucking up;
metallic moral rods rammed up their asses to replace their withered spines,
a mind on crutches, soul on life support,
drugs burning in the bloodstream.....

....too much life will kill you fast, not enough will kill you before you pass.

love arrives insecure with defenses flaring,
conditional, sanitary, and generic.....

....i have a simple plan to overcome
that involves smiles and jaded eyes,
broken homes and aborted lives

i am beautiful
i am worth loving
i am successful
i am the King Fuck of this Shit Mountain
(rinse and repeat)
Written by RByron418 (R Byron Johnson)
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blinkers55
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No Bars Will Hold Me

We is microwaved daily
By lizard aliens fuckin scaly
It's scary
It's hairy
It's a shakedown
A takedown
Fo shoo
Glued become unglued
Creation of hedonism
Is an Armagedonism
End times approaching
It doesn't need coaching
As globalisation
Leads to mass manipulation
No more nations
Required associations
The antichrist is on the throne
Slaughter all just blood and bone
Brainwashing on your I-phone
In god we do trust
Salvation robust
I pray from my jail cell
Please Lord, save me from hell
From the hell about to be unleashed
Lord save me I beseech
Caught up in the air
With tender loving care
With the wings to fly
This child of God shall never die
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Miss_Sub
Miss_Sub
- Missy -
Tyrant of Words
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Dear middle-aged white men triggered by Greta Thunberg

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Dear middle-aged white men triggered by Greta Thunberg

Now I know
how much you’ve been looking forward
to another one of those angry lesbians
daring to speak outside of the kitchen

y’know
now that I meet in women’s groups
and burn my bra on the sabbath
at this wild notion that women
should have a voice

but allow me to proclaim myself
the loud muff-diver of bad news
as we delve beyond the surface
to the heart of the climate issue.

I’ve read several
news reports this week
with provocative headlines
such as “environmentalism
is rebranded Paganism
& a threat to the modern world”

closely followed by
the American democrats
shouting “look at the rainbow, Greta
God promised he would never flood
the earth again before it was hijacked
by those hell-bound gays...
HALLELUJAH!”

I’m still amazed it took
a 16 year old girl to ruffle feathers

let’s face it:
It’s not Greta you hate—
it’s the encouragement of free thought
beyond offshore bank accounts
bible pages

because she represents something
that you will never know

the passion of being alive
of standing up for what you believe in
backed by the voice of science
daring this long forgotten notion
that revolution can change the world.

The world is fucking dying
you absolute morons

how many straw-nosed turtles
and anorexic polar bears
does it take
for you to realise this
is not going to go away?

How many activists
glueing themselves to trains
does it take for you to stop
and consider that this
this is real

and tangible

and no matter how big
your mansion on the hill is
it will one day be under water
unless you stop being triggered
by voices that might just
change the world

before we meet each other again
just politicians and dreamers
fighting over driftwood doors
to float down the Thames
burning in the acid rain.

wallyroo92
wallyroo92
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...And the Horse You Rode In On

How the fuck did we end up here?
How are morons and greedy bastards in power?
Did the world just decide to bend over and fuck itself? 
Did we just give up and cower? 

Fuck you motherfuckers, 
For driving companies into the ground, 
For losing people’s money, jobs and livelihoods, 
Bringing up misery as you walked away, 
With your fucking golden parachutes. 
Where did your sense of social responsibility go? 
Was corporate profit always the priority up front? 
So to all you CEOs who walked away with millions, 
Fuck you, you fucking cunts. 

Don’t get me started about global warming, 
Because idiots in power are denying it all, 
Oh wait, they’re in cahoots with corporations, 
So go choke on a bag of dicks and hairy balls. 
How the fuck can they be rejecting this shit? 
Oh yeah, these stupid ignorant bastards are corrupt, 
Acting as if nothing is the matter with the world, 
You’re all a bunch of super mega thunder cunts! 

How the hell is a fucking moron in charge? 
This motherfucker can’t have that much luck! 
Oh yeah, it was with his devious past and shady deals, 
Fucking orange cheeto, how many dicks did you suck? 
You sound like an incoherent babbling idiot, 
But then again, you must have shit for brains, 
You fat bitch, you fucking orange cunt, 
I can’t wait till they take you away in chains. 

Disclaimer: 
Although the word cunt in this context is used as a derogatory and offensive term (insulting men) 
in no way I’m putting down women or mean to disempower them. I support women in their effort 
for equality and representation. Although society has oppressed women throughout human history, 
my use of the word cunt here is only to add levity and rage against known bastards and douchebags.
 
Addendum to Disclaimer: 
The female reproductive organ is one of the strongest, resilient, most beautiful wonders of the world. 
All of us came from one, therefore I worship it and hold it in the highest regard. 


And to those sons of bitches who preach hatred, 
You’re a bunch of cunty cunts who have no idea, 
You pieces of shit will have your judgement day, 
But in the meantime, 
I hope you get explosive diabolical diarrhea. 
What kind of demon semen nut up in your mouth? 
Ignorant fucks, read a book instead, 
But for now, go suck each other off you fucking cunts, 
Maybe your mothers dropped you on your heads. 

Flat-earthers and bullies, suck it, 
Assholes, fuck ‘em without restraint, 
Lobbyists, you motherless fucks have a special place in hell, 
Right in the devil’s smelly sweaty taint. 

So to all the dumb fucks who think their shit don’t stink, 
Who have taken advantage of others, one day it will dawn, 
A revolution is coming, you moronic imbeciles, 
So fuck you…and the horse you rode in on. 
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SatInUGal
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Kumar
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SUV

Public transportation
Should have won,
I think after
Dodging the speeding grill
Of an un-
Sportsmanlike,
Useless
Vehicle
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Commentonly
Commentonly
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Shooting Feelings, A Loss of Masculinity, Discipline, Stoicism and Fathers

we churn out another wheel crushed man
that didn't understand why the world
hated that he breathed
blamed him for

patriarchy
rape culture
unconscious bias
his toxic masculinity is crushing all around
and killing himself

punished for looking at a woman
the wrong way
called a creeper for flirting awkwardly

taught that his impulses are wrong
his thoughts are wrong
given no role model to mold
those things into controlled tools
because his mother resents his father
turned the dagger
of blame into a double edged blade
rammed it deep in his psyche

his anger
aggression
his existence an affront on
the march of feminization
crammed in his mouth
along with the Ritalin
washed down with scorn and derision
ADHD diagnosed

he sits
internalising the disapproval of society
how he's worth nothing
that all he offers is done better
by a woman
encouraged to not even try

they demand he share his feelings
to purge his toxicity
emotional incontinence
paraded as the new norm

decides he might as well take
all the hurt
cram it into a bag of resentment
load his feelings

pull the trigger

and all the other kids in the pumped up kicks
wonder
how it happened
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the5thRiddler
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The man with tits


Other than global warming
what else is there to be angry at society for?
They’ve made the choices
like implying I’d be played at my own game I’m not playing
but if that’s the case
I’m now in the position of some choosing to be blind
and not seeing four aces I had to cough up
It takes a real man to raise someone else’s kids?
More like it’s lack of options
Tired of ignorant all-knowers too
and the lack of empathy they’re going through
Can’t be jealous of a certain someone
fucking an uncreative obese tramp
now being fooled by Satan I had to repent
so I left having the T-shirt
the trousers of mine wore
and she stretched
I guess I was upset she didn’t tell people
I was the one that threw shit in the bin
now he’s welcome to my sloppy seconds and to be excited at feeling her
Plus if he’s adamant Stevie Wonder had the opportunity to get his
eye-sight back but never wanted it
next he’s gonna come with the world isn’t flat but a cylinder
Fucking fool, being a daddy-long-legs
chasing a finger shadow on the wall

_boybrains
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Transphobia Debate.

 

For years I have been
seeing the worst kinds of
discussions and topics that  
keep trending within
the transgender  
community.
 
Endless videos
articles and topics
screaming:
 
“genital preferences are transphobic”  
“dating preferences are transphobic”
 
Preferences are in no way
shape or form transphobic ..
wake up and think about
it people.
 
That is like telling  
heterosexual people
they’re “homophobic”
just because they’re  
attracted to the  
opposite
gender.
 
That is like telling  
a white person they’re
“racist” for being attracted to
another person outside of their
own culture.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
And personally my  
favourite one of all:
 
that is like telling  
a transgender they’re
“transphobic” for dating
someone who is cisgender  
and isn’t transgender.
 
Case closed.
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Layla
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Look, Look…Away

 

You,
yes…you
godlike, childlike
moon on each shoulder
expecting miracles
in the dubious light
standing at the banks
of the red river
dividing truth in half
kicking the scattered
teeth clung to meat
with your feet
speculating
the vapors rising
holding silence
in ear
the fear
breaking us apart
and you pretend
not to see
the alarming blue
gushing from veins.

You,
yes…you
offspring of mice
indistinguishable
from hyenas and wolves
with glaring eyes
dwelling in evil
to prove there is no god
but conscience prevails
in ten-thousand tongues
forking the river
to glide in its will
wiser than the stars
knowing too much
and too much
was more than we ever
needed or asked.

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