Poems about Oppression
#oppression
Poems about oppression, situations in which people are governed in an unjust way. Facing oppression by suffering prolonged cruelty and being prevented from having freedom and opportunity. Here you'll find distressing poems about people being subject to oppressive treatment by society and those in power.
slipalong
Poem Published
5th Jan 2020 10:01am
5th Jan 2020 10:01am
The blues I knew
In the main parade
lounging on the bar with a dead beer
Heard strains from a small honky-tonk
Needin some more suthrn cheeer
The piano man he played
The ol blues in shades of grey
tun'es my granny sang
Pullin me to hum along
From hard work and pain
The blues down payment
Not content but lament
From blood and toil was it distilled
Dat coin dat paid the bill
Drums his foot while we all nod
The blues of street of dust and hot
Dat beaten fields of sweat
The shackled, servile just like dogs ...
lounging on the bar with a dead beer
Heard strains from a small honky-tonk
Needin some more suthrn cheeer
The piano man he played
The ol blues in shades of grey
tun'es my granny sang
Pullin me to hum along
From hard work and pain
The blues down payment
Not content but lament
From blood and toil was it distilled
Dat coin dat paid the bill
Drums his foot while we all nod
The blues of street of dust and hot
Dat beaten fields of sweat
The shackled, servile just like dogs ...
#oppression
#music
#LangstonHughes
32 reads
4 Comments
Rickji
Poem Published
4th Jan 2020 11:58pm
4th Jan 2020 11:58pm
Guanzhou
Turbulence in the Pearl River
Far beyond the yellow river
I hear the voice of calamity
Bullets flying
Smoke rising
Guangzhou raided by Western
Powers
From tea to opium
From trade to war
Emperor Daoguan
Refused to compromise
Tea for evil
So he
Fought valiantly
Until his palace
Yuaming garden
Was burnt
Humiliated
And compelled
To open his doors
To evil.
The quing dynasty
Fell
Evil prevailed
China's economy
Was raped ...
Far beyond the yellow river
I hear the voice of calamity
Bullets flying
Smoke rising
Guangzhou raided by Western
Powers
From tea to opium
From trade to war
Emperor Daoguan
Refused to compromise
Tea for evil
So he
Fought valiantly
Until his palace
Yuaming garden
Was burnt
Humiliated
And compelled
To open his doors
To evil.
The quing dynasty
Fell
Evil prevailed
China's economy
Was raped ...
#oppression
#politics
#war
#LifeStruggles
#inequality
45 reads
11 Comments
JohnnyBlaze
Poem Published
4th Jan 2020 00:55am
4th Jan 2020 00:55am
Injustifications
Flood lamped walls built high
Flood lamped walls built thick
walls seemingly built so seamlessly
that although these are made of brick
this is impossible for them to see
since prejudiced folks are adept
in justification creation minus flaws—
outraged when us negroes don't accept
delusions no matter how well lit because
we disrespect their silly laws
writ by their own masons in stone
which we likewise do not recognize—
red plasma flowing through veins
freely across blood barrier membranes
into black...
Flood lamped walls built thick
walls seemingly built so seamlessly
that although these are made of brick
this is impossible for them to see
since prejudiced folks are adept
in justification creation minus flaws—
outraged when us negroes don't accept
delusions no matter how well lit because
we disrespect their silly laws
writ by their own masons in stone
which we likewise do not recognize—
red plasma flowing through veins
freely across blood barrier membranes
into black...
#oppression
#LangstonHughes
76 reads
16 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
7th Dec 2019 7:56pm
7th Dec 2019 7:56pm
Stuff Seen Suddenly Scammed by Scramble-eyed Subterrainians With Nary A Shred of Shoe'Soap
un der a smokescreen
of hookah haze,
the plot
is most (& rather) clear.
This year
will be
a year of self'indulged
yearning
of all our peers who favor train-robbing
to an honest, amerikan buck.
Things don't even have to be
that crude
in the wrong light and sorrowful nights.
The blue'chip...
of hookah haze,
the plot
is most (& rather) clear.
This year
will be
a year of self'indulged
yearning
of all our peers who favor train-robbing
to an honest, amerikan buck.
Things don't even have to be
that crude
in the wrong light and sorrowful nights.
The blue'chip...
#love
#oppression
#money
#greed
#poverty
100 reads
0 Comments
Ljdynamic
Bumped 6th Dec 2019 5:29am
25th Nov 2019 5:47am
25th Nov 2019 5:47am
Exiled Into the Void
Nothing but silence befalls my ears
As your words crash, like asteroids,
Onto the surface of my soul;
Hurling my haven into an orbital spiral.
As I vanish along my path,
I wonder how close I am to the abyss;
Where I will be captured,
To be imprisoned, by the shadows of your universe.
April 20, 2016
As your words crash, like asteroids,
Onto the surface of my soul;
Hurling my haven into an orbital spiral.
As I vanish along my path,
I wonder how close I am to the abyss;
Where I will be captured,
To be imprisoned, by the shadows of your universe.
April 20, 2016
#relationships
#oppression
#prison #FeelingTrapped
#prison #FeelingTrapped
130 reads
3 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
6th Dec 2019 4:44am
6th Dec 2019 4:44am
Sic Em
Women in the hood are being asked to mass produce
Brothers dying in the streets have gone up instead of being reduced
The need for more soldiers has shot through the roof
Just hold your ears to the streets if you're looking for more proof
There was already wars going on before the cop brought in extra troops
All with instructions, "if he's wearing a hoodie, no questions, just shoot"
The lines have been drawn, this is a war zone
Soldiers are being killed if any sign of a man is shown
"Boy you better get down, you better not try and eye fuck...
Brothers dying in the streets have gone up instead of being reduced
The need for more soldiers has shot through the roof
Just hold your ears to the streets if you're looking for more proof
There was already wars going on before the cop brought in extra troops
All with instructions, "if he's wearing a hoodie, no questions, just shoot"
The lines have been drawn, this is a war zone
Soldiers are being killed if any sign of a man is shown
"Boy you better get down, you better not try and eye fuck...
#murder
#oppression
#inequality
95 reads
16 Comments
shadow_starzzz
Poem Published
29th Nov 2019 2:04am
29th Nov 2019 2:04am
Black Friday
I'm not your fucking door mat, and stop trying to use our youngest child to find out information about me and asking if I'm alright.
Of course I'm not alright, I spend my nights battling with the PTSD you triggered, whilst fighting the urges to self medicate.
However, I'm not as stupid as you, in terms of self medicating as I've mastered the art of self will, and self control.
12 years have passed since I last saw your face. There have been a number of others since you.
Other men, that have been on the end of my sufferance, trying to heal my...
Of course I'm not alright, I spend my nights battling with the PTSD you triggered, whilst fighting the urges to self medicate.
However, I'm not as stupid as you, in terms of self medicating as I've mastered the art of self will, and self control.
12 years have passed since I last saw your face. There have been a number of others since you.
Other men, that have been on the end of my sufferance, trying to heal my...
#anxiety
#oppression
103 reads
6 Comments
PsycoticMastermind
Poem Published
18th Nov 2019 12:38pm
18th Nov 2019 12:38pm
[ On Poetry ] Drone Strike 3 ( More Poetry! Less Drama! )
Buzz
buzz
buzz
the eenie meanie Queenie does
her
damndest to control
everything that is and was
said within each hivey hole;
knickers twisted, her demand:
a lockdown on freedom, and <--- ( hive shaped poem )
dismisses opinion she disses
completely misses Poetry's
power point presentation
favoring Drama
infestation!
Strike!
Drone!
Strike!
Drone!
...
buzz
buzz
the eenie meanie Queenie does
her
damndest to control
everything that is and was
said within each hivey hole;
knickers twisted, her demand:
a lockdown on freedom, and <--- ( hive shaped poem )
dismisses opinion she disses
completely misses Poetry's
power point presentation
favoring Drama
infestation!
Strike!
Drone!
Strike!
Drone!
...
#oppression
#CallToAction
#WritingPoetry #bees
#WritingPoetry #bees
94 reads
0 Comments
Prometheus86
Justin
Justin
Poem Published
12th Nov 2019 5:14pm
12th Nov 2019 5:14pm
The Crazies
In a world of misleading ads
Deceptive terrorism plots
I just sit back and try to relax
Wrap my head around the thought
Of a knife in my back, too many mishaps
Blood-hungry men, crashed or missing planes
The ignorant complaints
The sick and faint of heart
Like a cancer torn apart from remarks
Of an explicit piece of art
There's a sickness within the human race
Like a virus spread throughout our veins
GMO's, antibiotics, EMF's and hormones
It's disgusting how people have become
Infected with s**t like spit from the Devils...
Deceptive terrorism plots
I just sit back and try to relax
Wrap my head around the thought
Of a knife in my back, too many mishaps
Blood-hungry men, crashed or missing planes
The ignorant complaints
The sick and faint of heart
Like a cancer torn apart from remarks
Of an explicit piece of art
There's a sickness within the human race
Like a virus spread throughout our veins
GMO's, antibiotics, EMF's and hormones
It's disgusting how people have become
Infected with s**t like spit from the Devils...
#oppression
#TruthOfLife
#PowerOfWords
38 reads
0 Comments
Razzerleaf
Poem Published
8th Nov 2019 1:25pm
8th Nov 2019 1:25pm
Thick skin
I lost every key,
even the ones I threaded
on boot laces round my neck,
I hid them at the backs of drawers,
blue-tacked under table tops
but you still took them.
I mind myself in unlocked rooms,
respectful of what I was,
sipping at the waterhole,
holding host with all that sat,
drinks would go flat and I would burn
plastic in the ash trays
of furtive conversation.
Your words now fall ferrous,
on childlike courage,
iron fillings in a magic show
that hides the true possessor.
All I...
even the ones I threaded
on boot laces round my neck,
I hid them at the backs of drawers,
blue-tacked under table tops
but you still took them.
I mind myself in unlocked rooms,
respectful of what I was,
sipping at the waterhole,
holding host with all that sat,
drinks would go flat and I would burn
plastic in the ash trays
of furtive conversation.
Your words now fall ferrous,
on childlike courage,
iron fillings in a magic show
that hides the true possessor.
All I...
#relationships
#oppression
82 reads
10 Comments
Unredeemed
Vickie
Vickie
Poem Published
31st Oct 2019 10:47pm
31st Oct 2019 10:47pm
Self-destruct
You’re Welcome
You’re welcome for my childhood. You used it well. I realize now that I let you take it.... You’re welcome for my young adult years. You don’t even know this, but I gave those years to your memory. You weren’t even a part of my life, but I let you control every decision, action and relationship that I made... And you’re welcome for my present, because even though I know now what I didn’t then, I still can’t seem to live... And I’ll even go head and say, you’re welcome to my future. I can seem to do nothing but to keep offering you my life. You’re welcome for never...
You’re welcome for my childhood. You used it well. I realize now that I let you take it.... You’re welcome for my young adult years. You don’t even know this, but I gave those years to your memory. You weren’t even a part of my life, but I let you control every decision, action and relationship that I made... And you’re welcome for my present, because even though I know now what I didn’t then, I still can’t seem to live... And I’ll even go head and say, you’re welcome to my future. I can seem to do nothing but to keep offering you my life. You’re welcome for never...
#abuse
#oppression
94 reads
1 Comment
Stoney223
Poem Published
29th Oct 2019 12:28pm
29th Oct 2019 12:28pm
SHOTS FIRED TO MANY TIMES
Through images seen from a video recorded live in living color seen to many times in real life time for how many more young mens and boys, have to die before things even get better for how many more have to run and duck and hide, from those that are suppose to protect and serve the public those who stand behind the blue wall of silents called justice.
For as each event unfolds...
For as each event unfolds...
#murder
#violence
#oppression
#racism
#HumanRights
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