Poems About Hypocrisy Published by Members Recently Online
#hypocrisy
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
10th Aug 2024 3:16pm
10th Aug 2024 3:16pm
'00s
Being 12 years old
and hooked on crap
non-culture from the States,
your High School Musicals
and 90210s,
OCs, boy bands, teen flicks.
My brother tells me how
these products lied to us,
sold us the lie, across the pond,
that adolescence was
a wonderland of learning how to be.
As if they ever cared for truth.
And now we know that even they,
the dream children of Hollywood,
were being touched and raped
and cast into the sludge.
The lie itself did not even
support its own servants.
The...
and hooked on crap
non-culture from the States,
your High School Musicals
and 90210s,
OCs, boy bands, teen flicks.
My brother tells me how
these products lied to us,
sold us the lie, across the pond,
that adolescence was
a wonderland of learning how to be.
As if they ever cared for truth.
And now we know that even they,
the dream children of Hollywood,
were being touched and raped
and cast into the sludge.
The lie itself did not even
support its own servants.
The...
#childhood
#hypocrisy
#PopCulture #technology
#PopCulture #technology
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4 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
10th Aug 2024 3:16pm
10th Aug 2024 3:16pm
'00s
Being 12 years old
and hooked on crap
non-culture from the States,
your High School Musicals
and 90210s,
OCs, boy bands, teen flicks.
My brother tells me how
these products lied to us,
sold us the lie, across the pond,
that adolescence was
a wonderland of learning how to be.
As if they ever cared for truth.
And now we know that even they,
the dream children of Hollywood,
were being touched and raped
and cast into the sludge.
The lie itself did not even
support its own servants.
The...
and hooked on crap
non-culture from the States,
your High School Musicals
and 90210s,
OCs, boy bands, teen flicks.
My brother tells me how
these products lied to us,
sold us the lie, across the pond,
that adolescence was
a wonderland of learning how to be.
As if they ever cared for truth.
And now we know that even they,
the dream children of Hollywood,
were being touched and raped
and cast into the sludge.
The lie itself did not even
support its own servants.
The...
#childhood
#hypocrisy
#PopCulture #technology
#PopCulture #technology
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4 Comments
I_was_rare_once
RareFaction
RareFaction
Poem Published
19th Jun 2024 10:05am
19th Jun 2024 10:05am
Holographic
These things used to be people.
These people used to seem like friends.
But it's just a hologram.
I can see through it. I can...move through it.
Some kind of sick joke I am.
No more laughs now.
I wave my hand through one beam of light fruitlessly in hopes I was dreaming.
No dreams.
I can't find my power cord.
So I unplug theirs.
It's just light working the way I wanted it to.
I can move them with my keyboard and voice.
But they don't seem to care afterward.
Programs are like that, you know.
When friends and enemies both...
These people used to seem like friends.
But it's just a hologram.
I can see through it. I can...move through it.
Some kind of sick joke I am.
No more laughs now.
I wave my hand through one beam of light fruitlessly in hopes I was dreaming.
No dreams.
I can't find my power cord.
So I unplug theirs.
It's just light working the way I wanted it to.
I can move them with my keyboard and voice.
But they don't seem to care afterward.
Programs are like that, you know.
When friends and enemies both...
#friendship
#hypocrisy
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3 Comments
I_was_rare_once
RareFaction
RareFaction
Poem Published
19th Jun 2024 10:05am
19th Jun 2024 10:05am
Holographic
These things used to be people.
These people used to seem like friends.
But it's just a hologram.
I can see through it. I can...move through it.
Some kind of sick joke I am.
No more laughs now.
I wave my hand through one beam of light fruitlessly in hopes I was dreaming.
No dreams.
I can't find my power cord.
So I unplug theirs.
It's just light working the way I wanted it to.
I can move them with my keyboard and voice.
But they don't seem to care afterward.
Programs are like that, you know.
When friends and enemies both...
These people used to seem like friends.
But it's just a hologram.
I can see through it. I can...move through it.
Some kind of sick joke I am.
No more laughs now.
I wave my hand through one beam of light fruitlessly in hopes I was dreaming.
No dreams.
I can't find my power cord.
So I unplug theirs.
It's just light working the way I wanted it to.
I can move them with my keyboard and voice.
But they don't seem to care afterward.
Programs are like that, you know.
When friends and enemies both...
#friendship
#hypocrisy
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3 Comments
slipalong
Poem Published
7th Nov 2020 9:37am
7th Nov 2020 9:37am
The Truman show
It foretold what was to come
laid the plans
to predict the new outcomes
drew the blueprints, in tomorrows sand.
Utopia, behold its shining centrefold
As Alexa snoops
all the corporate giants listen
unknowingly, we jump all kinds of hoops
and each align, individuality all forbidden.
Utopia behold its golden totem pole
Each the actor centre stage
when Covid leaves an empty nest
men in grey suits, sent to persuade
the world will have to be reset.
Behold utopia. it's mind to take complete...
laid the plans
to predict the new outcomes
drew the blueprints, in tomorrows sand.
Utopia, behold its shining centrefold
As Alexa snoops
all the corporate giants listen
unknowingly, we jump all kinds of hoops
and each align, individuality all forbidden.
Utopia behold its golden totem pole
Each the actor centre stage
when Covid leaves an empty nest
men in grey suits, sent to persuade
the world will have to be reset.
Behold utopia. it's mind to take complete...
#betrayal
#dreams
#hypocrisy
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slipalong
Poem Published
7th Nov 2020 9:37am
7th Nov 2020 9:37am
The Truman show
It foretold what was to come
laid the plans
to predict the new outcomes
drew the blueprints, in tomorrows sand.
Utopia, behold its shining centrefold
As Alexa snoops
all the corporate giants listen
unknowingly, we jump all kinds of hoops
and each align, individuality all forbidden.
Utopia behold its golden totem pole
Each the actor centre stage
when Covid leaves an empty nest
men in grey suits, sent to persuade
the world will have to be reset.
Behold utopia. it's mind to take complete...
laid the plans
to predict the new outcomes
drew the blueprints, in tomorrows sand.
Utopia, behold its shining centrefold
As Alexa snoops
all the corporate giants listen
unknowingly, we jump all kinds of hoops
and each align, individuality all forbidden.
Utopia behold its golden totem pole
Each the actor centre stage
when Covid leaves an empty nest
men in grey suits, sent to persuade
the world will have to be reset.
Behold utopia. it's mind to take complete...
#betrayal
#dreams
#hypocrisy
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0 Comments
slipalong
Poem Published
7th Nov 2020 9:37am
7th Nov 2020 9:37am
The Truman show
It foretold what was to come
laid the plans
to predict the new outcomes
drew the blueprints, in tomorrows sand.
Utopia, behold its shining centrefold
As Alexa snoops
all the corporate giants listen
unknowingly, we jump all kinds of hoops
and each align, individuality all forbidden.
Utopia behold its golden totem pole
Each the actor centre stage
when Covid leaves an empty nest
men in grey suits, sent to persuade
the world will have to be reset.
Behold utopia. it's mind to take complete...
laid the plans
to predict the new outcomes
drew the blueprints, in tomorrows sand.
Utopia, behold its shining centrefold
As Alexa snoops
all the corporate giants listen
unknowingly, we jump all kinds of hoops
and each align, individuality all forbidden.
Utopia behold its golden totem pole
Each the actor centre stage
when Covid leaves an empty nest
men in grey suits, sent to persuade
the world will have to be reset.
Behold utopia. it's mind to take complete...
#betrayal
#dreams
#hypocrisy
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Abracadabra
Poem Published
1st May 2022 10:32pm
1st May 2022 10:32pm
By the Pricking of my Thumbs
I don't enjoy
getting my panties in a twist
because at my time of life
I know I'll wet myself
before you can say: 'Don't panic'
but between you and me
I've a feeling that nasty chap from Hell
and all his fiendish friends
are bound to show up at any moment
The weather's wild
the planet's poisoned
we've had the plague
and a merry war
is pissing in our faces every day
Sod's law
that when his shit rumbles up
from the drains of Hades
we'll be besieged by gang bang rapists
bent on multiple...
getting my panties in a twist
because at my time of life
I know I'll wet myself
before you can say: 'Don't panic'
but between you and me
I've a feeling that nasty chap from Hell
and all his fiendish friends
are bound to show up at any moment
The weather's wild
the planet's poisoned
we've had the plague
and a merry war
is pissing in our faces every day
Sod's law
that when his shit rumbles up
from the drains of Hades
we'll be besieged by gang bang rapists
bent on multiple...
#apocalypse
#hypocrisy
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Abracadabra
Poem Published
1st May 2022 10:32pm
1st May 2022 10:32pm
By the Pricking of my Thumbs
I don't enjoy
getting my panties in a twist
because at my time of life
I know I'll wet myself
before you can say: 'Don't panic'
but between you and me
I've a feeling that nasty chap from Hell
and all his fiendish friends
are bound to show up at any moment
The weather's wild
the planet's poisoned
we've had the plague
and a merry war
is pissing in our faces every day
Sod's law
that when his shit rumbles up
from the drains of Hades
we'll be besieged by gang bang rapists
bent on multiple...
getting my panties in a twist
because at my time of life
I know I'll wet myself
before you can say: 'Don't panic'
but between you and me
I've a feeling that nasty chap from Hell
and all his fiendish friends
are bound to show up at any moment
The weather's wild
the planet's poisoned
we've had the plague
and a merry war
is pissing in our faces every day
Sod's law
that when his shit rumbles up
from the drains of Hades
we'll be besieged by gang bang rapists
bent on multiple...
#apocalypse
#hypocrisy
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Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
6th Jun 2022 7:52pm
6th Jun 2022 7:52pm
Unbiased Media
Whatever happened to
Unbiased media
Ch 48 tells me one story
Ch 32 tells the same
From a different angle
Their hidden agendas
Show like puss filled wounds
Trying to program the masses
Into some far left or far right
Robot soldiers of war
Pitting brothers against one another
They think we lack the capacity
To distiguish truth from lies
But the more they try
To feed their baby birds
The greater the chance of asphixiation
On their own vomit
...
Unbiased media
Ch 48 tells me one story
Ch 32 tells the same
From a different angle
Their hidden agendas
Show like puss filled wounds
Trying to program the masses
Into some far left or far right
Robot soldiers of war
Pitting brothers against one another
They think we lack the capacity
To distiguish truth from lies
But the more they try
To feed their baby birds
The greater the chance of asphixiation
On their own vomit
...
#hate
#lies
#greed
#hypocrisy
#manipulation
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2 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
6th Jun 2022 7:52pm
6th Jun 2022 7:52pm
Unbiased Media
Whatever happened to
Unbiased media
Ch 48 tells me one story
Ch 32 tells the same
From a different angle
Their hidden agendas
Show like puss filled wounds
Trying to program the masses
Into some far left or far right
Robot soldiers of war
Pitting brothers against one another
They think we lack the capacity
To distiguish truth from lies
But the more they try
To feed their baby birds
The greater the chance of asphixiation
On their own vomit
...
Unbiased media
Ch 48 tells me one story
Ch 32 tells the same
From a different angle
Their hidden agendas
Show like puss filled wounds
Trying to program the masses
Into some far left or far right
Robot soldiers of war
Pitting brothers against one another
They think we lack the capacity
To distiguish truth from lies
But the more they try
To feed their baby birds
The greater the chance of asphixiation
On their own vomit
...
#hate
#lies
#greed
#hypocrisy
#manipulation
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2 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
6th Jun 2022 7:52pm
6th Jun 2022 7:52pm
Unbiased Media
Whatever happened to
Unbiased media
Ch 48 tells me one story
Ch 32 tells the same
From a different angle
Their hidden agendas
Show like puss filled wounds
Trying to program the masses
Into some far left or far right
Robot soldiers of war
Pitting brothers against one another
They think we lack the capacity
To distiguish truth from lies
But the more they try
To feed their baby birds
The greater the chance of asphixiation
On their own vomit
...
Unbiased media
Ch 48 tells me one story
Ch 32 tells the same
From a different angle
Their hidden agendas
Show like puss filled wounds
Trying to program the masses
Into some far left or far right
Robot soldiers of war
Pitting brothers against one another
They think we lack the capacity
To distiguish truth from lies
But the more they try
To feed their baby birds
The greater the chance of asphixiation
On their own vomit
...
#hate
#lies
#greed
#hypocrisy
#manipulation
406 reads
2 Comments
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