Poems about Corruption
#corruption
Poems about corruption, dishonest or fraudulent conduct by those in power. Corruption poems about bribery, exploitation, nepotism and greed. Poetry about corruption and injustice in society, business and government.
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Please Believe Me When I Say That It's Not My Idea
Sweetheart, you are home
early! You see, Cody came
to borrow something.
One thing led to another.
And we are nude on the floor.
early! You see, Cody came
to borrow something.
One thing led to another.
And we are nude on the floor.
#corruption
#fiction
#dialogue
#tanka
#sensual
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Don't Blame Cheetos
From the arms of one's hypochondria
hyperventilating strange little emotes
playing shotgun with hope on a rope
a sound of a wooden pencil breaking
dark's pneumonia locked in a closet
googling one thing and it says another
watching a rainbow sink in a puddle
drowning when you could have had a V8
cheating at solitaire in your blame game
eating Cheetos staining fingers orange
they aren't your puffy nicotine cigarette
hyperventilating strange little emotes
playing shotgun with hope on a rope
a sound of a wooden pencil breaking
dark's pneumonia locked in a closet
googling one thing and it says another
watching a rainbow sink in a puddle
drowning when you could have had a V8
cheating at solitaire in your blame game
eating Cheetos staining fingers orange
they aren't your puffy nicotine cigarette
#corruption
#politics
#ignorance #deception
#ignorance #deception
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Into The Night
FBI HEADQUARTERS
Criminal, Cyber, Response, and Services Branch Department
New York, New York
Interrogation of Mr. Dmeshii Yukisovo
Marcus looked through the two-way see through mirror. He took a sip of his coffee and then placed the Styrofoam cup down on the gray table. He lifted a folder from off the table and opened it. He looked down at the two photographs of the men pulled from out the New York Harbor.
“Agent Blackstone,” Marcus tossed over his shoulder.
Agent Blackstone stepped up to the two-way see through mirror.
“Yes...
Criminal, Cyber, Response, and Services Branch Department
New York, New York
Interrogation of Mr. Dmeshii Yukisovo
Marcus looked through the two-way see through mirror. He took a sip of his coffee and then placed the Styrofoam cup down on the gray table. He lifted a folder from off the table and opened it. He looked down at the two photographs of the men pulled from out the New York Harbor.
“Agent Blackstone,” Marcus tossed over his shoulder.
Agent Blackstone stepped up to the two-way see through mirror.
“Yes...
#lust
#corruption
#war
#drugs
#seductive
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My Last Post on All Poetry
Hi, to all my supportive readers, I just came back to tell you goodbye.
Mischievous LGBTQ people have been fighting against my work since I joined this website.
The administrator of All Poetry is a partial, unjust and unwise man.
He has easily played right into the hands of the wicked LGBTQ individuals.
This is exactly what they want, but their malicious actions will not dissuade me.
I thought the administrator of this website had integrity, but I was wrong.
Is he a member of the LGBTQ community or did they corrupt him with money?
I would like to ask...
Mischievous LGBTQ people have been fighting against my work since I joined this website.
The administrator of All Poetry is a partial, unjust and unwise man.
He has easily played right into the hands of the wicked LGBTQ individuals.
This is exactly what they want, but their malicious actions will not dissuade me.
I thought the administrator of this website had integrity, but I was wrong.
Is he a member of the LGBTQ community or did they corrupt him with money?
I would like to ask...
#corruption
#LGBT
#money
#WritingPoetry
#morality
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Cellophane Zombies
The cellophane zombies march
Down rainbow lanes of pixelated dreams
Unhindered by
The deranged beauty of the clouds
Or the maniacal laughter of the sea
Marching through the calming mist
Without stopping without wondering
If they are the hay?
Or the hands on the scythe?
Her sacred eyes
Signal a truce
Battles over
Building a shelter
Between the sheets
Frozen whispers
Midnight streets
Sacred eyes
Down rainbow lanes of pixelated dreams
Unhindered by
The deranged beauty of the clouds
Or the maniacal laughter of the sea
Marching through the calming mist
Without stopping without wondering
If they are the hay?
Or the hands on the scythe?
Her sacred eyes
Signal a truce
Battles over
Building a shelter
Between the sheets
Frozen whispers
Midnight streets
Sacred eyes
#corruption
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Are You Out Of Your Freaking Mind?!
Ann woke up and saw
herself naked and in bed
with their neighbors John
and Joyce before her husband
Martin barged in and caught them.
herself naked and in bed
with their neighbors John
and Joyce before her husband
Martin barged in and caught them.
#marriage
#corruption
#fiction
#tanka
#sensual
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Cheating at Rainbows
I have no time or tolerance for fools
or those who cheat at rainbows
dark stands ajar with an open-face
though the silence speaks louder
then the sweeping gross negligence
of the clueless as life passes them by
playing jabberwocky to a shadow
with a catcher's mitt, thinking they are Oz
or those who cheat at rainbows
or those who cheat at rainbows
dark stands ajar with an open-face
though the silence speaks louder
then the sweeping gross negligence
of the clueless as life passes them by
playing jabberwocky to a shadow
with a catcher's mitt, thinking they are Oz
or those who cheat at rainbows
#corruption
#hypocrisy
#morality #deception
#morality #deception
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State Terrorism
A young man recently received life sentence for illegal possession of a firearm.
This action by the government of Jamaica is no less than oppression.
Some may disagree with me, but the tyrannical state alone should not be armed.
The stupid police like to brand ghetto youths as criminals and gunmen.
Consider the fact that the biggest criminals are politicians, the members of parliament.
Moreover, every person who uses a gun is a gunman or a “gunwoman.”
If we did not have resistance in our society to stand up for our rights,
The wicked...
This action by the government of Jamaica is no less than oppression.
Some may disagree with me, but the tyrannical state alone should not be armed.
The stupid police like to brand ghetto youths as criminals and gunmen.
Consider the fact that the biggest criminals are politicians, the members of parliament.
Moreover, every person who uses a gun is a gunman or a “gunwoman.”
If we did not have resistance in our society to stand up for our rights,
The wicked...
#corruption
#murder
#oppression
#politics
#HumanRights
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You think what you don't see won't hurt you
She is twitchy, her skin trembling,
she leans back with head raised, eyes wide,
nostrils flared, shifting her weight from
one leg to the other, she paws the ground
Horses are a nervous lot, what she
does not understand, she sees
as dangerous, so blinders are worn
so she can only see what is ahead:
Children grimy, wordless with empty
bowls and eyes that scream, she sees
the corrupt man cross the road, but
these, that man, she has seen before
But...
she leans back with head raised, eyes wide,
nostrils flared, shifting her weight from
one leg to the other, she paws the ground
Horses are a nervous lot, what she
does not understand, she sees
as dangerous, so blinders are worn
so she can only see what is ahead:
Children grimy, wordless with empty
bowls and eyes that scream, she sees
the corrupt man cross the road, but
these, that man, she has seen before
But...
#corruption
#HumanRights
#inequality #poverty
#inequality #poverty
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Entangled
THE GRAND MILLENNIUM CONDOMINIUMS
Manhattan, New York
Upper West Side
Marcus lifted the saturated loofah and wrung it over Zaniyah’s shoulder blade.
The soapy water droplets slid down her skin.
Marcus pulled Zaniyah back against his chest.
“Baby, let me ask you a question.”
Zaniyah pivoted her head upward.
“Yes.”
“And answer me honesty, strictly off the record.”
“Would you just ask me the question handsome?”
...
Manhattan, New York
Upper West Side
Marcus lifted the saturated loofah and wrung it over Zaniyah’s shoulder blade.
The soapy water droplets slid down her skin.
Marcus pulled Zaniyah back against his chest.
“Baby, let me ask you a question.”
Zaniyah pivoted her head upward.
“Yes.”
“And answer me honesty, strictly off the record.”
“Would you just ask me the question handsome?”
...
#corruption
#city
#lover
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Cold Tongue Of Twilight
When talcum is the cold tongue of twilight
the mirror of the soul's absolute chaos
of dark disharmony among the minions
narcissistic grape vines going to vinegar
listening to antiquated Sasquatch
the mother tongue of deception
trumpet it's lunacy using a stopwatch
listening to the shoe drop as old fools
run with the devil as their wheels fall off
when talcum is the cold tongue of twilight
the mirror of the soul's absolute chaos
of dark disharmony among the minions
narcissistic grape vines going to vinegar
listening to antiquated Sasquatch
the mother tongue of deception
trumpet it's lunacy using a stopwatch
listening to the shoe drop as old fools
run with the devil as their wheels fall off
when talcum is the cold tongue of twilight
#corruption
#violence
#identity #deception
#identity #deception
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Simoleons and Shekels
Oh where oh where is the pro-life lament
in solidarity to Gaza grief
from the reflex munition leitmotif
so ethno-nationally heaven sent
to banefully fall from the Zion sky
so kosher can care for Israeli moms
by making more room with David Star bombs,
often as not from Pentagon supply
where inventory makes the dollars fly,
and soon by suitable escalation,
promotes the denizen decimation
ensuring that the sacred troops don't die;
valued now more than the woman and kid
who don't quo the pro with near enough...
in solidarity to Gaza grief
from the reflex munition leitmotif
so ethno-nationally heaven sent
to banefully fall from the Zion sky
so kosher can care for Israeli moms
by making more room with David Star bombs,
often as not from Pentagon supply
where inventory makes the dollars fly,
and soon by suitable escalation,
promotes the denizen decimation
ensuring that the sacred troops don't die;
valued now more than the woman and kid
who don't quo the pro with near enough...
#corruption
#murder
#war
#racism
#HumanRights
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