Long Poems About Oppression
#oppression
Long poems about oppression. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
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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The Rat of Hell-Hamelin : Acts 1-4
Act1
In a time, called twelve eighty nine;
By night and by day
They crept through gaps
In floorboards
In the roof, in the house
Into barns full of hay
As the mediaeval town
By candles and lanterns
In their gowns
and beds did they lay
The creatures need more
Even crumbs from the cake
Strudels and ginger
Bread and trails
Visitors and kinder
leave behind by the door
They whacked them
with broomsticks
Dashed them with pottery
They burned them and drowned them
Unleashed their...
In a time, called twelve eighty nine;
By night and by day
They crept through gaps
In floorboards
In the roof, in the house
Into barns full of hay
As the mediaeval town
By candles and lanterns
In their gowns
and beds did they lay
The creatures need more
Even crumbs from the cake
Strudels and ginger
Bread and trails
Visitors and kinder
leave behind by the door
They whacked them
with broomsticks
Dashed them with pottery
They burned them and drowned them
Unleashed their...
#dark
#oppression
#cats
#revenge
#horror
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Do You Remember The Psychic Wars?
#dark
#conflict
#oppression
#MentalHealth
#scifi
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(C)
Can you see the blinded masses?
Can you hear deafness of the Earth?
Do you smell the scent of vastness?
Do you know the whole of a mind's worth?
Can you put a price on it?
Can you take away the pain?
Do you think it's cause we hate it?
Do you think it takes away their fame?
Can you put me in prison?
I'm in a country that's not yours?
Do you care for my visions?
Or only care for your wars.
Whether they put it all on paper.
Or they make it on the screen.
Their life's career on a wager.
Pass your bill,...
Can you hear deafness of the Earth?
Do you smell the scent of vastness?
Do you know the whole of a mind's worth?
Can you put a price on it?
Can you take away the pain?
Do you think it's cause we hate it?
Do you think it takes away their fame?
Can you put me in prison?
I'm in a country that's not yours?
Do you care for my visions?
Or only care for your wars.
Whether they put it all on paper.
Or they make it on the screen.
Their life's career on a wager.
Pass your bill,...
#oppression
#politics
#lyrics
#freedom
#art
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Just Plain Complaining
Ever wonder why the self-proclaimed "greatest nation on the planet" runs a financial structure that promotes total slavery?
Attending college to get a job where one can:
a) manage someone else's money
b) count someone else's money
c) build someone else's business into a more powerful entity
d) learn and enforce laws created by people long dead, or unaffected by the laws they have made
e) teach these laws to other people's children
f) "insert your 2 cents here"
The system attaches food, shelter, clothing, , benefits for one's...
Attending college to get a job where one can:
a) manage someone else's money
b) count someone else's money
c) build someone else's business into a more powerful entity
d) learn and enforce laws created by people long dead, or unaffected by the laws they have made
e) teach these laws to other people's children
f) "insert your 2 cents here"
The system attaches food, shelter, clothing, , benefits for one's...
#oppression
#greed
#inequality #poverty
#inequality #poverty
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pass me not
A song of freedom and hope for everyone everywhere in the world
who feels oppressed by the misdeeds of others
-i-
pass me not
like a shadow
at your feet
to trample en route
to your high horses
or lofty mountains.
acknowledge me
before the sun burns out,
before the rocks cry out
beyond a shadow’s doubt.
i am the souls of black folk,
essential ebony
that melts the irony
of freedom wearing chains.
of pavements
choked on...
who feels oppressed by the misdeeds of others
-i-
pass me not
like a shadow
at your feet
to trample en route
to your high horses
or lofty mountains.
acknowledge me
before the sun burns out,
before the rocks cry out
beyond a shadow’s doubt.
i am the souls of black folk,
essential ebony
that melts the irony
of freedom wearing chains.
of pavements
choked on...
#oppression
#freedom
#redemption
#escape
#inequality
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Black & Angry. Sue Me!
Where is all the hate bred from?
Really? Inquiring minds want to know,
Because it seems to me you are the ONLY ones...
Filled to the brim with it red hot hate,
And it’s bottomless
You all are Radical.
As if YOU were not cause of it all,
As if you don’t destroy all that you touch,
As if you don’t conquer, rape and pillage...
You behave as if the offender is Us!
One would think it should be us to be angry,
But it simply is not born and bred in us,
you see...
Even after everything,
After all the pain your kind continues to...
Really? Inquiring minds want to know,
Because it seems to me you are the ONLY ones...
Filled to the brim with it red hot hate,
And it’s bottomless
You all are Radical.
As if YOU were not cause of it all,
As if you don’t destroy all that you touch,
As if you don’t conquer, rape and pillage...
You behave as if the offender is Us!
One would think it should be us to be angry,
But it simply is not born and bred in us,
you see...
Even after everything,
After all the pain your kind continues to...
#anger
#oppression
#America #racism
#America #racism
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slavesong
♪a white slave owner struggles to emancipate his mind♪
“A private faith that does not act in the face of oppression
is no faith at all.” —William Wilberforce
grandfather owned a thousand slaves;
now he and they sleep in their graves.
he was their master, they his knaves;
they had no rights, he had no wrongs.
how oft they sang their mournful songs,
confused by cruelties and throngs
of passions they could not resolve!
high whites, low blacks the chains involve;
short nights, lame...
“A private faith that does not act in the face of oppression
is no faith at all.” —William Wilberforce
grandfather owned a thousand slaves;
now he and they sleep in their graves.
he was their master, they his knaves;
they had no rights, he had no wrongs.
how oft they sang their mournful songs,
confused by cruelties and throngs
of passions they could not resolve!
high whites, low blacks the chains involve;
short nights, lame...
#oppression
#LifeStruggles
#racism
#freedom
#HumanRights
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DU Poetry : Long Poems About Oppression