Long Poems About Oppression
#oppression
Long poems about oppression. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
graffiti 2
graphic resistance
“Graffiti is the voice of the unheard, the vision of the unseen.”
―Shabd Quotes in Hindi
spray-can
expression
where compassion
is on ration.
nation liberation
persuasion
by invasion
of walls and floors and ceilings
to paint aggressive feelings
about...
“Graffiti is the voice of the unheard, the vision of the unseen.”
―Shabd Quotes in Hindi
spray-can
expression
where compassion
is on ration.
nation liberation
persuasion
by invasion
of walls and floors and ceilings
to paint aggressive feelings
about...
#oppression
#LifeStruggles
#CallToAction #HumanRights
#CallToAction #HumanRights
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Ancient Memories: The Matriarch's New Pet

#oppression
#memories
#aliens
#suffering
#horror
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Jezebel
The island sits lone and sinister
Surrounding wakes rock small passerbys
No one aboard their boats glance
For fear of what dwells wide and nigh
The crashing of the waves
The secrets of the trees
Long screaming warnings
Seep through the howling breeze
But home sank in those vines
Which wrapped around each limb
Home was in the song that carried over the constant wind
For Jezebel
Responsible for the fall of every man
Who claimed beauty and cunning
Was...
Surrounding wakes rock small passerbys
No one aboard their boats glance
For fear of what dwells wide and nigh
The crashing of the waves
The secrets of the trees
Long screaming warnings
Seep through the howling breeze
But home sank in those vines
Which wrapped around each limb
Home was in the song that carried over the constant wind
For Jezebel
Responsible for the fall of every man
Who claimed beauty and cunning
Was...
#hate
#oppression
#religion #mythology
#religion #mythology
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Record the Actions of the Police
The law on public photography and videography allows a person to shoot photos and videos in public settings.
Privacy does not exist in a public space, so people can record any event that takes place publicly.
When something happens before the eyes of the public, why should someone not photograph or video it?
A police officer cannot charge someone with invasion of privacy for taking pictures or recording videos in public.
The government of Jamaica wants to pass a law to make it illegal for a civilian to video the police when they are doing their jobs.
If...
Privacy does not exist in a public space, so people can record any event that takes place publicly.
When something happens before the eyes of the public, why should someone not photograph or video it?
A police officer cannot charge someone with invasion of privacy for taking pictures or recording videos in public.
The government of Jamaica wants to pass a law to make it illegal for a civilian to video the police when they are doing their jobs.
If...
#murder
#abuse
#oppression
#politics
#HumanRights
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Performing Monkey Dancers
War is the mechanism in which the control of the weak over the strong is replenished in perverted cycles. Progress is the drumbeat that leads to that... and money buys the titles.
Fear is the method of our repeated enslavement, our dreams collapsed and caving.
Liberty is the unkept promise that kept the naive children from misbehaving.
Freedom isn't a right granted by others, it is a carrot on a donkeys stick.
Keeping you on a path awash with blood which must be hard trodden till ill and sick.
Love isn't an emotion, it is the synergy between the...
Fear is the method of our repeated enslavement, our dreams collapsed and caving.
Liberty is the unkept promise that kept the naive children from misbehaving.
Freedom isn't a right granted by others, it is a carrot on a donkeys stick.
Keeping you on a path awash with blood which must be hard trodden till ill and sick.
Love isn't an emotion, it is the synergy between the...
#corruption
#oppression
#LifeStruggles
#freedom
#ignorance
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Untitled
Anticipating the taunt
Of a spellbound fate was
Like irony for some
Vicarious shame,
Bringing loneliness
To those of whom
Have beckoned, trekked,
Waited for poetic justice in the
Retribution of intrusive
Marketing that shrouds, hides.
Masterful callousness,
Pretending to never feel,
Mocked and laughed at
The innocent wonder
Of familiar reminiscence,
Like insisting favor
Was sensual, assuming an
Embarrassing tease,
Reinforcing the numb veracity
Of what carnality was worth. ...
Of a spellbound fate was
Like irony for some
Vicarious shame,
Bringing loneliness
To those of whom
Have beckoned, trekked,
Waited for poetic justice in the
Retribution of intrusive
Marketing that shrouds, hides.
Masterful callousness,
Pretending to never feel,
Mocked and laughed at
The innocent wonder
Of familiar reminiscence,
Like insisting favor
Was sensual, assuming an
Embarrassing tease,
Reinforcing the numb veracity
Of what carnality was worth. ...
#oppression
#LifeStruggles
#God
#spiritual
#humankind
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Ancient Memories: Madness of the Hive Mind
- Ancient Memories: Madness of the Hive Mind -
The space-going vessel that sped me along on my journey took me across the dark reaches of the dark void that exists between the stars. Dark, black, and filled with nothingness was that void, and the sight of it always terrified me rather than comforted me. Ere long, the vessel reached the rugged surface of a world that was a colony for a far greater empire. I was not at that time keeping track of politics, and did not care who was governing what world for whom, and why. Most planetary governors were all greedy, spiteful and often...
The space-going vessel that sped me along on my journey took me across the dark reaches of the dark void that exists between the stars. Dark, black, and filled with nothingness was that void, and the sight of it always terrified me rather than comforted me. Ere long, the vessel reached the rugged surface of a world that was a colony for a far greater empire. I was not at that time keeping track of politics, and did not care who was governing what world for whom, and why. Most planetary governors were all greedy, spiteful and often...
#oppression
#technology
#memories
#aliens
#freedom
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Ancient Memories: Redemption on Kestrel

#dark
#oppression
#universe
#memories
#redemption
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NO!! The HOLY SPIRIT Is NOT "The RESTRAINER" !!!
A friend asks me, "Why are you so fixated,
so enslaved to this idea that RUSSIA will take
over the world by bombing the USA??"
This guy is so dense that he says the billionaires,
the "globalists" are a worse threat
than the KREMLIN !!
He says the WEF or World Economic Forum is running things !!
THEY are the enemy, NOT the Russians.
I've been conversing with him for like 10 years.
I always thought of him as a human being,
a person.
Now to my surprise I discover he is only a human "organism,"
or " lifeform," NOT a...
so enslaved to this idea that RUSSIA will take
over the world by bombing the USA??"
This guy is so dense that he says the billionaires,
the "globalists" are a worse threat
than the KREMLIN !!
He says the WEF or World Economic Forum is running things !!
THEY are the enemy, NOT the Russians.
I've been conversing with him for like 10 years.
I always thought of him as a human being,
a person.
Now to my surprise I discover he is only a human "organism,"
or " lifeform," NOT a...
#violence
#oppression
#power #war
#power #war
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Holding Back the Blue Rot !
Holding Back the Blue Rot” [Blue Rot = the Police State]
I am not the bridge, I am the Keystone, the Arch, the Matriarchal form of being.
I am without racism, without Rot and free to stand a protectorate, a dome, the whole, the womb.
My back is no bridge, yet my shoulders are my cornerstones, my devout legs my pillars of foundation.
My skull, the beauty, a keystone of balance and wedged pressure holding the arch of time.
Again without ROT! A void with no haunted racial overtones, having to explain but when, when, when will the pure...
I am not the bridge, I am the Keystone, the Arch, the Matriarchal form of being.
I am without racism, without Rot and free to stand a protectorate, a dome, the whole, the womb.
My back is no bridge, yet my shoulders are my cornerstones, my devout legs my pillars of foundation.
My skull, the beauty, a keystone of balance and wedged pressure holding the arch of time.
Again without ROT! A void with no haunted racial overtones, having to explain but when, when, when will the pure...
#oppression
#power
#racism
#freedom
#rebellion
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Haile Selassie Is Not God
Rastafarians will feel animosity towards the author of this composition.
Emperor Haile Selassie was a wicked and corrupt ruler, not God.
He did not care about the underprivileged people of Ethiopia.
Millions of Negroes starved and suffered under his oppressive leadership.
The uncivilized Rastas rejoiced that their god was coming for them.
His Imperial Majesty Emperor Haile Selassie I visited Jamaica on April 21, 1966.
And he needed an interpreter to translate between English and his tongue.
What kind of god does not understand the language of...
Emperor Haile Selassie was a wicked and corrupt ruler, not God.
He did not care about the underprivileged people of Ethiopia.
Millions of Negroes starved and suffered under his oppressive leadership.
The uncivilized Rastas rejoiced that their god was coming for them.
His Imperial Majesty Emperor Haile Selassie I visited Jamaica on April 21, 1966.
And he needed an interpreter to translate between English and his tongue.
What kind of god does not understand the language of...
#oppression
#Africa
#religion
#God
#suffering
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A Turtle named Yertle
There was a turtle named Yertle--a clever fellow.
He lived in a marsh where the wind was mellow.
One warm day, to his own surprise,
he found his mind could see so much further than his eyes.
'Oh such lands that I could own! If only the sight of such I was shown!'
'If only a stone could become like a throne, so much more land on my stand I could own!'
On this warm day, with such an ambition, the little turtle climbed to a higher position.
On the top of a stone, oh what sights he could see!
Taller than all turtles--so...
He lived in a marsh where the wind was mellow.
One warm day, to his own surprise,
he found his mind could see so much further than his eyes.
'Oh such lands that I could own! If only the sight of such I was shown!'
'If only a stone could become like a throne, so much more land on my stand I could own!'
On this warm day, with such an ambition, the little turtle climbed to a higher position.
On the top of a stone, oh what sights he could see!
Taller than all turtles--so...
#oppression
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DU Poetry : Long Poems About Oppression