Human Rights Poems
#HumanRights
Human rights poems, poetry about a broad range of human rights issues. Human rights are integral to all human beings, regardless of race, sex, nationality, ethnicity, language and religion. Human rights include the right to life and liberty, freedom of opinion and expression, freedom from slavery and torture, the right to work and education.
Wordsmith
Poem Published
17th Feb 2025 5:01am
17th Feb 2025 5:01am
The Puppeteers' Play
They share the world as if it was their own
Carving borders into flesh and stone
A puppet-show with power strings
While we dance to the songs their greed still sings
Bomb Iraq; and we’ll pay you with gold
Arms in their hands; but the truth stays cold
Blood spills cheap when the market’s right
And war is just business wrapped up tight
Israel rains fire; Gaza is dust
Children in graves; their names lost to rust
Peace is a myth; when profits are high
When nations decide who should live or die
The U.S....
Carving borders into flesh and stone
A puppet-show with power strings
While we dance to the songs their greed still sings
Bomb Iraq; and we’ll pay you with gold
Arms in their hands; but the truth stays cold
Blood spills cheap when the market’s right
And war is just business wrapped up tight
Israel rains fire; Gaza is dust
Children in graves; their names lost to rust
Peace is a myth; when profits are high
When nations decide who should live or die
The U.S....
#corruption
#greed
#HumanRights #politics
#HumanRights #politics
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missjem56
Poem Published
5th Feb 2025 2:30pm
5th Feb 2025 2:30pm
Stumped
I was going to write a poem about Donald Trump
Someone i'd like to thump
But would rather have a dump
But not as plump
As that fat lump
I wish he'd take a flying jump
And hit the earth with a massive bump
As all his lies are soon gazumped
That chump Trump stumped
by Jemia
Someone i'd like to thump
But would rather have a dump
But not as plump
As that fat lump
I wish he'd take a flying jump
And hit the earth with a massive bump
As all his lies are soon gazumped
That chump Trump stumped
by Jemia
#corruption
#HumanRights
#nightmares
#politics
#surreal
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 11:19pm
4th Feb 2025 11:19pm
Pandora's box
Here we are in a new wave of massive execution of the wrong, doing of all these government agents mind games, to fool the Americans people's in to believing that they have our best interest at heart. Yet beneath the spider 🕸️ webs lays corruption and greed for MONEY 💰 AND POWER. FOR SURE A CHANGE is happening within the deep SOUTH of the government, for it's true as you see and hear mass lay off told to the workers not to return back to work. But yet we see the resistance of those who were supposed to be in charge. For sure we as Americans deserve to know, where is the...
#corruption
#deception
#HumanRights
#politics
#power
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
1st Feb 2025 1:58am
1st Feb 2025 1:58am
Makes you go hum
🙊🙈🙉 There is always gonna be good versus evil forces, no matter how much you don't care, to stop and look and listen, for even through centuries back in time of biblical beliefs. WE stood as one nation under one GOD OF COMMAND. But yet instead here we are still fighting against the evil forces, for political games that they say that the greatest, thing the devils in human skin has done was to have some of you to believe, that he doesn't really don't exist. 🤔 YET here we are now in 2025, still going through things that are really unnecessary, and for what...
#HumanRights
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeStruggles
#PowerOfWords
#StreamOfConsciousness
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
29th Jan 2025 8:45pm
29th Jan 2025 8:45pm
Uncle Scam
All he did was make lots of threats
and still he got the votes
from white folks with bajillion frets
stoked by kazillion gloats.
They were the smash mouth runagates
who mostly had it good,
except for all their mental states;
as brittle as dead wood...
where moral muscle had been found,
perhaps when they were six,
but now their morals are unsound
all due to MAGA tricks.
The kind that turns a decent kid
into a raging troll,
like the kind who flips his lid...
when Bishops show some soul.
and still he got the votes
from white folks with bajillion frets
stoked by kazillion gloats.
They were the smash mouth runagates
who mostly had it good,
except for all their mental states;
as brittle as dead wood...
where moral muscle had been found,
perhaps when they were six,
but now their morals are unsound
all due to MAGA tricks.
The kind that turns a decent kid
into a raging troll,
like the kind who flips his lid...
when Bishops show some soul.
#abuse
#HumanRights
#politics
#PopCulture
#responsibility
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9 Comments
xthan
Poem Published
29th Jan 2025 10:39am
29th Jan 2025 10:39am
Beige pigs in long wigs
I hear her and her
cronies snorting
and laughing on
four seaters
so I went over,
leaning against
her chair like
some villain
she expects
us to become
told her i'm joining in
on the conversation,
knowing I overheard
her talking about me
her three friends look
down at the floor as
the train rolls into
London St Pancras
as she continues
to deny discussing
about me soon as
I stepped aboard
this rush hour train,
I repeat word
for...
cronies snorting
and laughing on
four seaters
so I went over,
leaning against
her chair like
some villain
she expects
us to become
told her i'm joining in
on the conversation,
knowing I overheard
her talking about me
her three friends look
down at the floor as
the train rolls into
London St Pancras
as she continues
to deny discussing
about me soon as
I stepped aboard
this rush hour train,
I repeat word
for...
#conflict
#HumanRights
#LGBT
#oppression
#transgender
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Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
29th Jan 2025 10:13am
29th Jan 2025 10:13am
Friend and foe
within pomegranate depths
I become harvester
your world so different
from mine where
just for you
I became today
piercing through
each embroidery
cross stitching
upon each russet
elevations evolution
still caged between
flags circles crowns
crowds and crosses
sacred union has no gender
it goes beyond histories
your name will be given
at the end where all
coiled truths exist
they want to become
singers screamers
whisperers
love me, love me not ...
I become harvester
your world so different
from mine where
just for you
I became today
piercing through
each embroidery
cross stitching
upon each russet
elevations evolution
still caged between
flags circles crowns
crowds and crosses
sacred union has no gender
it goes beyond histories
your name will be given
at the end where all
coiled truths exist
they want to become
singers screamers
whisperers
love me, love me not ...
#HumanRights
#TruthOfLife
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
28th Jan 2025 5:17am
28th Jan 2025 5:17am
This sounds fishy
It's me again the story teller of unspoken words ✍️ WHAT I would like to do is have a intelligent conversation of right and wrong. For sure how many of us who have known, someone who has been killed by the blue 🧱 of silence over the years. 😔 For isn't it kind of strange, that those who were pardon and released mysteriously come to an unexpected crime of death,🤔 from the January six of the chaos and drama, that became world news around the world. 🌍 For here we go again another person was killed, by the blue wall 🧱 of silence. YET we can't...
#corruption
#deception
#HumanRights
#murder
#violence
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Rew
Poem Published
25th Jan 2025 9:30pm
25th Jan 2025 9:30pm
Madame Guillotine...
Culling condemned folk can cause lots of stress
to executors though, they have great tools,
let Madame guillotine end that distress
Of gas, needles, Ol' Sparky, cooking flesh
all that stuff merely entertains the ghouls,
culling condemned folk can cause lots of stress .
It will end all their doubts no need to guess
dosage, or amps, proof against lib'ral fools,
let Madame Guillotine end that distress.
There's just time for a Priest's hurried "...od bless " ...
to executors though, they have great tools,
let Madame guillotine end that distress
Of gas, needles, Ol' Sparky, cooking flesh
all that stuff merely entertains the ghouls,
culling condemned folk can cause lots of stress .
It will end all their doubts no need to guess
dosage, or amps, proof against lib'ral fools,
let Madame Guillotine end that distress.
There's just time for a Priest's hurried "...od bless " ...
#villanelle
#CallToAction
#HumanRights
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6 Comments
Kementic1
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 5:36pm
23rd Jan 2025 5:36pm
The I.C.E. Man Cometh*
I am not talking about Jerry Butler’s song
but the real fear illegal aliens face all day long
Hanging over them like the sword of Damocles is the threat of deportation
from our ungrateful nation
Because of Racial indifference as in O’Neil’s play
which is our “reality” here in America today
The System uses the law to mask hate
and to slow down the USA’s eventual fate
Because come 2040 the US will no longer have a White majority
and the tables will turn in favor of the current POC minority
With the end of...
but the real fear illegal aliens face all day long
Hanging over them like the sword of Damocles is the threat of deportation
from our ungrateful nation
Because of Racial indifference as in O’Neil’s play
which is our “reality” here in America today
The System uses the law to mask hate
and to slow down the USA’s eventual fate
Because come 2040 the US will no longer have a White majority
and the tables will turn in favor of the current POC minority
With the end of...
#freedom
#HumanRights
#politics
#power
#racism
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1 Comment
prometheus5290
Poem Published
18th Jan 2025 12:51pm
18th Jan 2025 12:51pm
Money and sex
Take them away from the psychopath class,
the class that takes excessively and calls trickling back to the workers the unfair part. The people who infiltrated our corporations, government, media entertainment outlets, nonprofits and school boards.
Give them no more money, as little as you absolutely can, and
give them no more sex, none at all.
Money gives them the means, but sex enables and empowers their behaviors.
I know the pickens are slim, but fuck more the conscientious free-thinkers. Fuck more their brains into responsible social action, because,...
the class that takes excessively and calls trickling back to the workers the unfair part. The people who infiltrated our corporations, government, media entertainment outlets, nonprofits and school boards.
Give them no more money, as little as you absolutely can, and
give them no more sex, none at all.
Money gives them the means, but sex enables and empowers their behaviors.
I know the pickens are slim, but fuck more the conscientious free-thinkers. Fuck more their brains into responsible social action, because,...
#CallToAction
#HumanRights
#inequality #LifeStruggles
#inequality #LifeStruggles
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darkcloud68
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 1:01am
4th Jan 2025 1:01am
Skin Talk
In America my skin is my rope, every melinated fiber of it , society stretches it around my throat. My enemies wear hatred like a coat.
My people became a American nightmare floating on a boat. Slavery was only emancipated, in the deceptions written in their quotes.
Burning crosses lighting the images of evil laughing ghost. Moses shouting let my people go, pharaoh said murder, every first born son, so their population would not grow.
My people shouting let freedom ring. And in trees in the summer breeze.Tearful ebony eyes watched freedom swing.
...
My people became a American nightmare floating on a boat. Slavery was only emancipated, in the deceptions written in their quotes.
Burning crosses lighting the images of evil laughing ghost. Moses shouting let my people go, pharaoh said murder, every first born son, so their population would not grow.
My people shouting let freedom ring. And in trees in the summer breeze.Tearful ebony eyes watched freedom swing.
...
#corruption
#freedom
#HumanRights
#ignorance
#inequality
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