Poetry about Politics
#politics
A view of politics, from all corners of the world, expressed through poetry. Here you'll find poems about politics, power and government. This includes poems about support or criticism for particular political parties or leaders. Also, poetry about issues like poverty, law and discrimination and shining a light on how state corruption affects societies.
Trillium
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:28am
Yesterday 6:28am
1864
Welcome ladies,
It is 1864 in Arizona
and
you have no rights to your bodies.
Unless,
of course,
you are going to die.
The Good ‘Ole Party of 2024
is
just fine with statutes from the 1800s.
Good,
wholesome
laws!
Family
values
laws!
Moral laws!
No legislative debate permitted
on an archaic law
that makes you a baby factory.
Because,
It is a good law.
Raped,
you will live
and carry a rapist’s child
Incest,
you will...
It is 1864 in Arizona
and
you have no rights to your bodies.
Unless,
of course,
you are going to die.
The Good ‘Ole Party of 2024
is
just fine with statutes from the 1800s.
Good,
wholesome
laws!
Family
values
laws!
Moral laws!
No legislative debate permitted
on an archaic law
that makes you a baby factory.
Because,
It is a good law.
Raped,
you will live
and carry a rapist’s child
Incest,
you will...
#anger
#politics
25 reads
4 Comments
Josiah
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:38am
Yesterday 4:38am
Be My Getaway Driver
Wound up, lucid, in my American daydreams
News, sounding like high density magazines
With red, paintings, draining from the curbs
Hiring getaway drivers to just escape the burbs
Rich rain, white shirts, flying from Yacht Towers
How, we're all neighbors? Thick hedge flowers
Eyes shut, popping blue pills just to make money
Political kerosene, smelling sweeter than honey
Please, pinch me by the throat, I won't scream
Be my getaway driver, take me from this dream
News, sounding like high density magazines
With red, paintings, draining from the curbs
Hiring getaway drivers to just escape the burbs
Rich rain, white shirts, flying from Yacht Towers
How, we're all neighbors? Thick hedge flowers
Eyes shut, popping blue pills just to make money
Political kerosene, smelling sweeter than honey
Please, pinch me by the throat, I won't scream
Be my getaway driver, take me from this dream
#America
#corruption
#dreams
#NaPoWriMo2024
#politics
34 reads
2 Comments
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
13th Apr 2024 8:04pm
13th Apr 2024 8:04pm
To see love win
I cannot change the system from within,
so why stay here, stuck in the status quo?
I know I might not live to see love win.
When frightened minds see human love as sin
and power players change rules as they go,
it’s risky changing systems from within.
I feel the judgement even from my kin,
who say that change is moving far too slow
and don’t have time to wait to see love win.
But change by force will only change the spin,
as new oppressors rise up from below.
To end the cycle, hearts must change within.
...
so why stay here, stuck in the status quo?
I know I might not live to see love win.
When frightened minds see human love as sin
and power players change rules as they go,
it’s risky changing systems from within.
I feel the judgement even from my kin,
who say that change is moving far too slow
and don’t have time to wait to see love win.
But change by force will only change the spin,
as new oppressors rise up from below.
To end the cycle, hearts must change within.
...
#oppression
#politics
#religion
#rebellion
#NaPoWriMo2024
55 reads
6 Comments
Kinkwizard_95
Poem Published
13th Apr 2024 4:06pm
13th Apr 2024 4:06pm
Pigs
Pigs on the left
Tories on the right
What we gon’ do?
We’re gonna start a fight!
A fight between the classes
An uprising of the masses
A battle of ideology
We’ll rise from the ashes
The ashes of deprivation
Degradation
And alienation
The ashes of feudalism
Liberalism
And fascism
Oh why can’t we see beyond
All the bollocks
All the rhetoric
Why have we stopped seeking the truth
Seeking justice
Seeking equality
Tories on the right
What we gon’ do?
We’re gonna start a fight!
A fight between the classes
An uprising of the masses
A battle of ideology
We’ll rise from the ashes
The ashes of deprivation
Degradation
And alienation
The ashes of feudalism
Liberalism
And fascism
Oh why can’t we see beyond
All the bollocks
All the rhetoric
Why have we stopped seeking the truth
Seeking justice
Seeking equality
#corruption
#politics
#greed
#inequality
#poverty
41 reads
3 Comments
ajay
Poem Published
8th Apr 2024 4:45pm
8th Apr 2024 4:45pm
One For Donald Trump
If I could be a fluffy cloud
up there in sky so blue,
I'd float along to where you were
and piss down over you;
and could I be a sunny day
all nice and warm and hot,
I would be that sunny day
wherever you were not;
and if I were a lightning bolt
I would then aspire
to flash along to where you live
and set your house on fire;
and could I be a hurricane
not ever I would linger
to blast and blow you off a cliff
you horrible right-winger.
🟥
up there in sky so blue,
I'd float along to where you were
and piss down over you;
and could I be a sunny day
all nice and warm and hot,
I would be that sunny day
wherever you were not;
and if I were a lightning bolt
I would then aspire
to flash along to where you live
and set your house on fire;
and could I be a hurricane
not ever I would linger
to blast and blow you off a cliff
you horrible right-winger.
🟥
#politics
#NaPoWriMo2024
76 reads
7 Comments
ClovenTongue34
Poem Published
7th Apr 2024 5:07am
7th Apr 2024 5:07am
Drawing From Dry Wells
Diagnosis by way of experience
At the surface is all I want to be seen
When secrets are the things of nightmares
Fetishes of fleshly delicacies embody the devils dream
Pawn to plagues
Wrath thirsty stones
Isolated, we sit
In the anguish of our lethal thrones
Articulate the symptoms
Contagion like a silent auction
Mixers of our demons
Cocktails of individual concoction
Placing bids upon the trafficking of the soul
Indulgences lure, hearts for trade, con man giver
Fooled into investments made and stole ...
At the surface is all I want to be seen
When secrets are the things of nightmares
Fetishes of fleshly delicacies embody the devils dream
Pawn to plagues
Wrath thirsty stones
Isolated, we sit
In the anguish of our lethal thrones
Articulate the symptoms
Contagion like a silent auction
Mixers of our demons
Cocktails of individual concoction
Placing bids upon the trafficking of the soul
Indulgences lure, hearts for trade, con man giver
Fooled into investments made and stole ...
#corruption
#politics
#SelfReflection
#philosophical
#rebellion
207 reads
2 Comments
wallyroo92
Bumped 6th Apr 2024 8:14pm
3rd Aug 2019 6:32pm
3rd Aug 2019 6:32pm
the Black Rose
Greed leads to more avarice,
And any form of lust,
One must acquire all things coveted,
No matter what the cost.
Even when the cup runneth over,
And spills on to the floor,
All the time they say "it's all mine”,
And then they want some more.
There’s no satisfying the hunger,
Let alone control the urge,
But men come to lose their humanity
Beyond insanity they splurge.
Greed leads to more blatant greed,
The need to feed won’t stop,
Regardless of who or what gets in the way,
They always want to...
And any form of lust,
One must acquire all things coveted,
No matter what the cost.
Even when the cup runneth over,
And spills on to the floor,
All the time they say "it's all mine”,
And then they want some more.
There’s no satisfying the hunger,
Let alone control the urge,
But men come to lose their humanity
Beyond insanity they splurge.
Greed leads to more blatant greed,
The need to feed won’t stop,
Regardless of who or what gets in the way,
They always want to...
#corruption
#politics
#evil #greed
#evil #greed
457 reads
3 Comments
MadameLavender
Poem Published
6th Apr 2024 10:23am
6th Apr 2024 10:23am
Torching The Barn, Burning The Rats..
Is it live, or is it Memorex? Facades, everywhere...
Centuries of war pig elites, sucked dry,
we, the people, funding their greed.
We are on to them--God wins, they lose... patience..
'Tis their death throes, sometimes innocents die too.
All is not what it seems; wake up--it had to be this way.
Centuries of war pig elites, sucked dry,
we, the people, funding their greed.
We are on to them--God wins, they lose... patience..
'Tis their death throes, sometimes innocents die too.
All is not what it seems; wake up--it had to be this way.
#politics
#war
71 reads
3 Comments
ClovenTongue34
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2024 5:16am
2nd Apr 2024 5:16am
The New Hate
Versed against desire
What words in motion to sate the thirst for fire
Crucifixion before resurrection
The cross is not just an escapists will to survive
Dying to self is the means by which we truly come alive
The lost art of sacrifice
It’s like we’re falling in every way but love
Pulled apart by the divided grips of gravity
Starving and feeding
The scarcity of hope is the feast of our depravity
It’s not a question of the truth Your heart will tell
But the replies of bloodthirsty compatibility or the unrequited hell
...
What words in motion to sate the thirst for fire
Crucifixion before resurrection
The cross is not just an escapists will to survive
Dying to self is the means by which we truly come alive
The lost art of sacrifice
It’s like we’re falling in every way but love
Pulled apart by the divided grips of gravity
Starving and feeding
The scarcity of hope is the feast of our depravity
It’s not a question of the truth Your heart will tell
But the replies of bloodthirsty compatibility or the unrequited hell
...
#corruption
#politics
#spiritual
#morality
#rebellion
224 reads
0 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
1st Apr 2024 3:20pm
1st Apr 2024 3:20pm
Res Publica
I've seen the moon by mountain top
and from the glens and dells,
and through the yeasted barley crop
my Irish vice compels.
So either way my life was lit
in plenitude of gold
as if I were a slave to it
from bardic times of old.
And thus I think I would forgive
those folks who think it odd
that some among us choose to live
as if there were no god.
But god or not, it's not for me,
to bitch about the things
which bring more gold for me to see...
than rights divine by kings!
and from the glens and dells,
and through the yeasted barley crop
my Irish vice compels.
So either way my life was lit
in plenitude of gold
as if I were a slave to it
from bardic times of old.
And thus I think I would forgive
those folks who think it odd
that some among us choose to live
as if there were no god.
But god or not, it's not for me,
to bitch about the things
which bring more gold for me to see...
than rights divine by kings!
#politics
#peace
#TruthOfLife #inequality
#TruthOfLife #inequality
74 reads
2 Comments
Mstrmnd1923
Poem Published
31st Mar 2024 2:53pm
31st Mar 2024 2:53pm
BLACK FANGS (translated for an easier horizontal read)
Bloodthirsty barren broken bats brutally believe
Leftover lucifer laddened lackluster lives leave
As angels angrily abandon anxiety
Cannibalistic cynicism compliancy
Knowing knowledgeable knives kill
Fatalistic fantasy finally filled
As avid assassins appear abnormal
Nourished nativism narcism normal
Graspinggrinding gasping grievances get gnashed
Society successfully silenced six senses slashed
Leftover lucifer laddened lackluster lives leave
As angels angrily abandon anxiety
Cannibalistic cynicism compliancy
Knowing knowledgeable knives kill
Fatalistic fantasy finally filled
As avid assassins appear abnormal
Nourished nativism narcism normal
Graspinggrinding gasping grievances get gnashed
Society successfully silenced six senses slashed
#politics
#freedom
#consumerism
58 reads
0 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
28th Mar 2024 7:33pm
28th Mar 2024 7:33pm
Secrets Buried in their Assholes!
#lies
#corruption
#politics
#America
#rhyming
36 reads
8 Comments
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