Poems about Rebellion and Revolution
#rebellion
Poems about rebellion and revolution; poetry about protesting, rebelling and overthrowing governments. Poems about forcibly instigating change in existing social systems through revolution, and poems about rebelling against authority and control. Also poetry about the major reshaping of how society operates, brought on by technology and human progress. Poetry about historical revolutions including the Industrial Revolution, French Revolution and American Revolution.
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Poem Published
Today 1:09pm
Today 1:09pm
~defenseless
in the heart of auburn equatorial sun
drumming wild with wet thunderbeats
of shrinking craniums & surfacing
uraniums- with winking tricky glints
of golden diamonds, busy feeding
the bloodied cartels
where also the social bonobos
still thrive in the feminine reigns
enriched by the gushing wide
riverine Congo & the falling high
Zongo in sand~ slurried screens
i stand (fading pale and blinded
as a frailly miniature grouped out ant ...
drumming wild with wet thunderbeats
of shrinking craniums & surfacing
uraniums- with winking tricky glints
of golden diamonds, busy feeding
the bloodied cartels
where also the social bonobos
still thrive in the feminine reigns
enriched by the gushing wide
riverine Congo & the falling high
Zongo in sand~ slurried screens
i stand (fading pale and blinded
as a frailly miniature grouped out ant ...
#Africa
#dark
#freedom
#politics
#rebellion
49 reads
3 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
3rd Dec 2024 7:23pm
3rd Dec 2024 7:23pm
Privatization & Deregulation Ruined NYC
NYC doesn't have alligators but it does have moats, that at one time protected the downtown subculture.
This kept away the jocks, yuppies, normal people and other intruders.
By the late 1990's, crime subsided and the real estate developers magically made the hood livable.
NYC was losing it's soul.
By the time the new millennium was near, the real estate boom forever transformed the city's styles & attitudes.
The oddities lost their frontier
Some rolled with these changes, others left the city and some reminisced about the "Good old days". ...
This kept away the jocks, yuppies, normal people and other intruders.
By the late 1990's, crime subsided and the real estate developers magically made the hood livable.
NYC was losing it's soul.
By the time the new millennium was near, the real estate boom forever transformed the city's styles & attitudes.
The oddities lost their frontier
Some rolled with these changes, others left the city and some reminisced about the "Good old days". ...
#CallToAction
#corruption
#nonfiction
#politics
#rebellion
63 reads
6 Comments
Wordsmith
Poem Published
28th Nov 2024 6:56am
28th Nov 2024 6:56am
Chains of Freedom
Hold up
Don’t talk
Or the grim reaper will steal your voice.
Words turn weapons stripped of choice
Next you're in cuffs
Bound and subdued
Dragged to halls where fairness is skewed.
“Arise my Lord” the bailiff calls
But justice has crumbled within those walls.
Judged for truths you dared to say
Now silenced tossed like waste-away.
In the jungle of law where power preys
Your rights dissolve in a smoky haze.
In the heart of the city beneath neon lights
Lies Mide a dreamer who fought for rights.
He raised his...
Don’t talk
Or the grim reaper will steal your voice.
Words turn weapons stripped of choice
Next you're in cuffs
Bound and subdued
Dragged to halls where fairness is skewed.
“Arise my Lord” the bailiff calls
But justice has crumbled within those walls.
Judged for truths you dared to say
Now silenced tossed like waste-away.
In the jungle of law where power preys
Your rights dissolve in a smoky haze.
In the heart of the city beneath neon lights
Lies Mide a dreamer who fought for rights.
He raised his...
#CallToAction
#corruption
#freedom
#politics
#rebellion
56 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
22nd Nov 2024 11:13am
22nd Nov 2024 11:13am
Come on Girl
You just live the simple life
well you don't do nothing good
you wonder where the good times are
well there right in front of you
Stop being a grump
or you'll get dumped
come on girl, get in on life
You've been told that there's only one way,
and that's why the rules you follow each day
if you keep on living like that,
you're gonna die like the rest of the pack
Let free, let go,
let everyone know
you're not gonna be another victim of society
You're free from your daddy's hand,
go out and find...
well you don't do nothing good
you wonder where the good times are
well there right in front of you
Stop being a grump
or you'll get dumped
come on girl, get in on life
You've been told that there's only one way,
and that's why the rules you follow each day
if you keep on living like that,
you're gonna die like the rest of the pack
Let free, let go,
let everyone know
you're not gonna be another victim of society
You're free from your daddy's hand,
go out and find...
#emptiness
#freedom
#girlfriend
#LifeStruggles
#rebellion
84 reads
4 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
17th Nov 2024 11:40am
17th Nov 2024 11:40am
Refuse, Resist
Gov't officials see a bright future ahead
The poor will no longer exist
Drive these people out of their homes
Increase their rent, please try & resist
Isolate them like you once did in Harlem
Ghettos without prison walls
If they revolt, cops smash their heads
Or spray mace into their eyeballs
Breakdown the walls that kept us segregated
No time like the present time
Take out the ruling class
No one in life should get a free pass
The poor will no longer exist
Drive these people out of their homes
Increase their rent, please try & resist
Isolate them like you once did in Harlem
Ghettos without prison walls
If they revolt, cops smash their heads
Or spray mace into their eyeballs
Breakdown the walls that kept us segregated
No time like the present time
Take out the ruling class
No one in life should get a free pass
#corruption
#politics
#rebellion
#rhyming
#TruthOfLife
54 reads
4 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
10th Nov 2024 11:49am
10th Nov 2024 11:49am
Fear
You can drive a car if you do it right
but you can't go far if it puts you out of sight
you can't look at girls
you can't drink anything
you got to get your kicks in the shadow of fear
You stay out late when they think your young
when they find out, there gonna want you hung
so you try to understand that you might get near
cause your lost alone in the shadow of fear
So you found a chick that you think is fine
but you fell too fast so you lost your mind
society looks, but they turn their ears
you got to get...
but you can't go far if it puts you out of sight
you can't look at girls
you can't drink anything
you got to get your kicks in the shadow of fear
You stay out late when they think your young
when they find out, there gonna want you hung
so you try to understand that you might get near
cause your lost alone in the shadow of fear
So you found a chick that you think is fine
but you fell too fast so you lost your mind
society looks, but they turn their ears
you got to get...
#FeelingTrapped
#lyrics
#rebellion
#rhyming
#shadows
56 reads
7 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
7th Nov 2024 10:53am
7th Nov 2024 10:53am
The fight begins, till death
We all dream of peace
Heard the tales of euphoria
We've all seen the land of hate
No tears in our eyes
No pain inside
No fear for us to hide
Two fists I'm ready to throw down
United, break down the walls
Shotgun blasts sound out the call now
The fight begins for us all
We've got to fight back
This burden in our hands
We've got to let them know
Rise up ready to attack
We are the final stand
We've got to let them know
We've got to let them know
This is the end
The fight begins, till death
Heard the tales of euphoria
We've all seen the land of hate
No tears in our eyes
No pain inside
No fear for us to hide
Two fists I'm ready to throw down
United, break down the walls
Shotgun blasts sound out the call now
The fight begins for us all
We've got to fight back
This burden in our hands
We've got to let them know
Rise up ready to attack
We are the final stand
We've got to let them know
We've got to let them know
This is the end
The fight begins, till death
#anger
#CallToAction
#corruption
#rebellion
#violence
80 reads
4 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
6th Nov 2024 9:09pm
6th Nov 2024 9:09pm
No Gods, No Masters
Into the mouth of war
Break through the walls of shadow
From the fires we will rise
Silence the ones who hide
We are the faithless! We are those who stay, nameless!
Into the gates of blackness
Now the pain is rising
Tortured, hallowed in hate!
We stand alone
Into the graves of eternity
This world fills with hate
Slowly we make our ways
The time has begun
Consumed by greed and anger
Now the time is near
Callused are the minds of the world
We hide ourselves
Consumed by fear and secrets
The...
Break through the walls of shadow
From the fires we will rise
Silence the ones who hide
We are the faithless! We are those who stay, nameless!
Into the gates of blackness
Now the pain is rising
Tortured, hallowed in hate!
We stand alone
Into the graves of eternity
This world fills with hate
Slowly we make our ways
The time has begun
Consumed by greed and anger
Now the time is near
Callused are the minds of the world
We hide ourselves
Consumed by fear and secrets
The...
#CallToAction
#corruption
#freedom
#identity
#rebellion
77 reads
2 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
5th Nov 2024 9:17pm
5th Nov 2024 9:17pm
Remember, Remember
Bonfire Night is an ironic thing
at 400 years after the event
where a Gunpowder Plot had killed no king
and sabotage became Guido's lament
as the people had made it very clear
that a disruption to the status quo
based on violence and subsequent fear
wasn't the most discerning way to go
to carry heretofore the common law;
be the ancient regimes hip, hip, hooray,
or establishments of indolent blah
countermanding even a sunny day...
since rare indeed is the revolution
that fairly treats the wealth distribution!
at 400 years after the event
where a Gunpowder Plot had killed no king
and sabotage became Guido's lament
as the people had made it very clear
that a disruption to the status quo
based on violence and subsequent fear
wasn't the most discerning way to go
to carry heretofore the common law;
be the ancient regimes hip, hip, hooray,
or establishments of indolent blah
countermanding even a sunny day...
since rare indeed is the revolution
that fairly treats the wealth distribution!
#HumanRights
#inequality
#politics
#rebellion
#war
156 reads
8 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
4th Nov 2024 12:54pm
4th Nov 2024 12:54pm
The false pretenses campaign
Natural men, in their awkward majesty,
descend to the lushly absurd fields of paradise,
where the spectral line of sports begins.
A peculiar ballet of limbs,
an odd assortment of sinew,
unfolds like a grotesque tapestry.
Under the surreal sun, their bodies,
partially symbiotic, partially independent,
contort and stretch in clumsy elegance.
The air thick with the irony of sweat and flowers,
a collision of the primal and the sublime.
Grunts echo like misplaced sonnets,
as they engage in the bizarre...
descend to the lushly absurd fields of paradise,
where the spectral line of sports begins.
A peculiar ballet of limbs,
an odd assortment of sinew,
unfolds like a grotesque tapestry.
Under the surreal sun, their bodies,
partially symbiotic, partially independent,
contort and stretch in clumsy elegance.
The air thick with the irony of sweat and flowers,
a collision of the primal and the sublime.
Grunts echo like misplaced sonnets,
as they engage in the bizarre...
#corruption
#earth
#emptiness
#politics
#rebellion
81 reads
7 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
26th Oct 2024 3:14am
26th Oct 2024 3:14am
Old Flame
Guy
Pheonix
Fawkes
Set
alight
every
year
Comes
back
with
a
bang!
by Jemia
Pheonix
Fawkes
Set
alight
every
year
Comes
back
with
a
bang!
by Jemia
#funny
#rebellion
#satirical
43 reads
0 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
25th Oct 2024 2:35pm
25th Oct 2024 2:35pm
The Crushed-Velvet Faux-Leather Bourgeois Baby
The Crushed-Velvet Faux-Leather Bourgeois Baby
And we found each other on the streets of Prague in the midst of a spring that rivaled that of ancient Ireland. Yet it was not a season such as Beltane but rather freedom from the polished boots of the Red Star. But when the Soviet tanks rolled in liberty was the rose that found refuge in our boudoir where hearts still blossomed while youth festooned rifle barrels with the flower of peace.
Her eyes were small as raindrops in the mists of dawn as she faced the tanks with the bourgeois decadence of wearing her faux...
And we found each other on the streets of Prague in the midst of a spring that rivaled that of ancient Ireland. Yet it was not a season such as Beltane but rather freedom from the polished boots of the Red Star. But when the Soviet tanks rolled in liberty was the rose that found refuge in our boudoir where hearts still blossomed while youth festooned rifle barrels with the flower of peace.
Her eyes were small as raindrops in the mists of dawn as she faced the tanks with the bourgeois decadence of wearing her faux...
#HumanRights
#love
#rebellion
#romantic
#seductive
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