Poems About Power by Top Critiquers

Dear America and  your illusion of greatness.  Your wealth and prosperity and honor and democracy. Has not been built upon these principals and ideals, that you wish others to believe that this country was built upon.

It was built upon a theft of a nation, the blood and sweat of a nation and human degradation. Not on the moral grounds of humanity, yet it was built on the dehumanization of the people you have violently snatched it from.

On the whipped backs of slaves, and on the trail of tears that you have created. What civilization have you given those that you have...

The whirling world is war.
In the darkness the star -
Fights against strenuous gravity
To hold itself together

and not fall into event horizons
that loom - across spaces like black lights of doom.

Even within the star -
there is war -

as molecules move about in frenzies
and furore -

shifting into themselves and transforming
into new forms with new functions...
And still at war -

bursting forth – in nameless anonymities
criss crossing and drawing strange symbols
seen only by...

I never dreamed I'd live to see
A world wrought with wide spread disease
The day that I would want to toss out my t.v.
And saturate my life with only CD'S & DVD's
I never thought that life was fair
But there's so much corruption everywhere
No one trusts anyone anymore
There's fake news claiming to air the truth
A presidential election claimed stolen
without a single ounce of proof
What in the world will society do
When the coronavirus shifts to just the flu
And social security has flown the coop?

Waves of Continuity





Waves of continuity roll forward, approaching,
lapping at our feet like subservient dogs.
We scatter and scurry along a glassy beach,
shards slashing into all forms of humanity,
all races and ages.

Like mice, or better ants rather in a desecrated colony,
we swerve.
We dodge as that giant piece of "bread" finally falls from the sky.
Here there are no givers and here there are no "taketh-awayers."
All that is here is a collapsing structure.

We watch, wanting to glance back at the...

Since blindfolded, she
could not see who touches her
nude bod all over.