Poems About Culture Seeking Friendly Advice
#culture
Poems about culture seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
Big Brother Rat Race
Big brother rat race
Adoptive experiment
Feeding hungered stimulation
Reaction according
To plasticity forking
Witness the moment
Walls imprison
Instinctual basis
Freedom to wander
Climactic cycles
Inside the maze
Alienating and dehumanizing
No role defined
By dated statistic
Electrifying brain signals
Somewhere down corridors
Love and advertisement
Emerge the same
Sparking neuronal tense
Literal, physical,...
Adoptive experiment
Feeding hungered stimulation
Reaction according
To plasticity forking
Witness the moment
Walls imprison
Instinctual basis
Freedom to wander
Climactic cycles
Inside the maze
Alienating and dehumanizing
No role defined
By dated statistic
Electrifying brain signals
Somewhere down corridors
Love and advertisement
Emerge the same
Sparking neuronal tense
Literal, physical,...
#culture
#freedom
#humankind
#identity
#spiritual
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I Had A Dream (Shapeshifter-Martin Luther King, Jr.)
From the jungle as a Black Panther King, I once roamed
To commence me back into a human form, let my voice become your ring tone
This is not what I had in mind
Over the hills over that mountaintop, I have traveled through the portal of time
Let my words be heard for every man, woman, baby boy or every baby girl
The war is not with technology but with the diabolical tongue confessions of society when wickedness unfurls
I stood on the podium to declare my humbly decree
For every nation, every color, every region in the name or...
To commence me back into a human form, let my voice become your ring tone
This is not what I had in mind
Over the hills over that mountaintop, I have traveled through the portal of time
Let my words be heard for every man, woman, baby boy or every baby girl
The war is not with technology but with the diabolical tongue confessions of society when wickedness unfurls
I stood on the podium to declare my humbly decree
For every nation, every color, every region in the name or...
#culture
#philosophical
#rebirth
#spiritual
#wisdom
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Envy The Sun (To Of Envied The Sun)
The only thing foreign to me, is the language.
But we do well with a few phrases, & a smile.
I think you're beautiful.
The sun has done more than kiss you.
You've been held close, in it's embrace...........
Is it a sin, to of envied the sun?
But we do well with a few phrases, & a smile.
I think you're beautiful.
The sun has done more than kiss you.
You've been held close, in it's embrace...........
Is it a sin, to of envied the sun?
#admiration
#beauty
#culture
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Light, & Dark (Ombré Swirls)
Light, & dark, blended;
No evil comprehended,
Just two unkept hearts, finally mended.
Ombré colored, swirls.
One smooth flowing, the other rugged curls.
Regardless precious, he, an onyx stone, she, a lustrous sea pearl.
They duo mix, both, guiding wends.
The one blows, the other bends.
The one rises, the two ascend.
No evil comprehended,
Just two unkept hearts, finally mended.
Ombré colored, swirls.
One smooth flowing, the other rugged curls.
Regardless precious, he, an onyx stone, she, a lustrous sea pearl.
They duo mix, both, guiding wends.
The one blows, the other bends.
The one rises, the two ascend.
#culture
#evil
#identity
#racism
#uplifting
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When Black Means Gold (Hail, Simone)
Subdued greatness awaiting, in her poise.
Siloed stillness, that shuts out all the noise.
She takes a breath, & moves in strides.
Arms spreading like dusk, fists pumping, at her sides.
Her ignighted frame begins, in it's rise,
An ecliptic moon, over Paris skies.
Her every movement, a sudden of flips.
We witness the beauty of La Chapelle's eclipse.
Up there, she dances quick, in peerless flight.
Elegance that spins, skin like the night.
She comes back down, in a meteoric landing.
A smile, &...
Siloed stillness, that shuts out all the noise.
She takes a breath, & moves in strides.
Arms spreading like dusk, fists pumping, at her sides.
Her ignighted frame begins, in it's rise,
An ecliptic moon, over Paris skies.
Her every movement, a sudden of flips.
We witness the beauty of La Chapelle's eclipse.
Up there, she dances quick, in peerless flight.
Elegance that spins, skin like the night.
She comes back down, in a meteoric landing.
A smile, &...
#culture
#inspirational
#motivational #uplifting
#motivational #uplifting
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To Cock a Snook
..to cock a snook at the scoundrels
of society yearlings and darlings
moonrocks of mind's temptation
mockery sneerer of being snooty
leaving no poetic legacy
of society yearlings and darlings
moonrocks of mind's temptation
mockery sneerer of being snooty
leaving no poetic legacy
#culture
#deception
#emptiness #greed
#emptiness #greed
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If I Were An African King
If I were an African King,
The Malika's of my dreams.
Wearing dresses, with princess seams.
Deprived not, of a lavish thing.
If I were an African King.
Mwezi lit nights, with flesh that screams.
Thirts that flow, as The Lopori streams.
With all the spark my upanga can bring.
If I were an African King.
Smiles that shine, like The Namib beams.
Their trees "give on" as the tongue reams.
Upon their lips, my name that they'd sing.
If I were an African King
The Malika's of my dreams.
Wearing dresses, with princess seams.
Deprived not, of a lavish thing.
If I were an African King.
Mwezi lit nights, with flesh that screams.
Thirts that flow, as The Lopori streams.
With all the spark my upanga can bring.
If I were an African King.
Smiles that shine, like The Namib beams.
Their trees "give on" as the tongue reams.
Upon their lips, my name that they'd sing.
If I were an African King
#culture
#dystopian
#freedom
#identity
#masculinity
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Creole Negra
Creole woman.
She’s like sugar and spice,
Made up of everything naughty
and red beans and rice.
If you think about pursuing her,
I hope that you can dance.
Because if you can’t zydeco baby,
you haven’t got a chance.
She’s a beauty of mixed culture,
she speaks a little spanish,
a little french too.
But tread carefully,
cos she might know voodoo.
She knows a lot of tricks in bed,
she sucks more than just crawfish heads.
She can burn in the kitchen!
That means she can cook,
she’s one of a...
She’s like sugar and spice,
Made up of everything naughty
and red beans and rice.
If you think about pursuing her,
I hope that you can dance.
Because if you can’t zydeco baby,
you haven’t got a chance.
She’s a beauty of mixed culture,
she speaks a little spanish,
a little french too.
But tread carefully,
cos she might know voodoo.
She knows a lot of tricks in bed,
she sucks more than just crawfish heads.
She can burn in the kitchen!
That means she can cook,
she’s one of a...
#culture
#identity
#myself #seductive
#myself #seductive
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Dark's Deep Fryer
Haunting my soul with a list of memories in a seance
with will-o'-the-wisp of ghosts in the dark's deep
fryer of eternal damnation invading my mind's
portrait of forgotten illuminating my fate of
insanity's trauma clinging to my narcissistic shadow
thinking that I am important haunting my soul with a
list of memories lusting for an audience of one...if
only it's I
with will-o'-the-wisp of ghosts in the dark's deep
fryer of eternal damnation invading my mind's
portrait of forgotten illuminating my fate of
insanity's trauma clinging to my narcissistic shadow
thinking that I am important haunting my soul with a
list of memories lusting for an audience of one...if
only it's I
#corruption
#culture
#deception #hypocrisy
#deception #hypocrisy
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i am not alone, alone
i am
not alone,
alone, there
are some
like me
out there,
they wait,
they watch,
they hope,
each arrive
in the
afternoon,
and before
the light
is slanting,
my mouth
like doors
open,
let me
read you
something,
they let
me speak,
they accept
me with
the softest
care,
my words
float
over them,
and they
act as
trying
to capture
butterflies
while
clapping.
not alone,
alone, there
are some
like me
out there,
they wait,
they watch,
they hope,
each arrive
in the
afternoon,
and before
the light
is slanting,
my mouth
like doors
open,
let me
read you
something,
they let
me speak,
they accept
me with
the softest
care,
my words
float
over them,
and they
act as
trying
to capture
butterflies
while
clapping.
#art
#culture
#freedom
#identity
#power
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washing up on shore
just each
concept
of the
water's edge
there
are changes,
some more
urgent
accounts,
some old
shuffling
and trying
to balance
the random
inconsideration
still washing
up on
shore.
concept
of the
water's edge
there
are changes,
some more
urgent
accounts,
some old
shuffling
and trying
to balance
the random
inconsideration
still washing
up on
shore.
#culture
#freedom
#identity #responsibility
#identity #responsibility
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forests
each tree
proudly
as individuals,
each detailed
within
their own
manners,
each mind
firm,
the place
you remember,
but their
acceptance
to be
something
more combined
like a
community.
proudly
as individuals,
each detailed
within
their own
manners,
each mind
firm,
the place
you remember,
but their
acceptance
to be
something
more combined
like a
community.
#culture
#forest
#freedom
#identity
#trees
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