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.
MarcosLucas
Poem Published
9th Nov 2023 6:51am
9th Nov 2023 6:51am
Grey Skies
Three years have come and passed. Three years till I am thirty. Oh, how time has passed. Nineteen in Europe still feels at arm's length, yet it is merely a dream. And yet, in my dream, I am dragged into the catacombs. I cry out for aid, but no one is there to save me. I fight against my aggressors, but an even more vigorous beating meets every effort to escape. The only questions in my mind are, will my inability to fall into line and believe the lies that come out of the mouth of the clerisy land me in prison? Will I be able to stand defiant in front of the tyrant when the day comes? ...
#war
#FeelingLost
#rebellion
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Asani
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2023 8:26am
3rd Nov 2023 8:26am
Disses of a woke nation
Question, are you woke?
I had to ask because not all of us are equally yoked
So we all want to take back our authority from the winning governments,
After noticing they don’t care for the masses that aren’t wearing a specific garment
“Are you willing to die for me?” the joker asked and it’s a deep question,
Having many different layers that burn the eyes like an onion
A few notes were found on how to oppress the race I represent,
But I know that was intentionally released to aid in the agenda of the liberal percent
We...
I had to ask because not all of us are equally yoked
So we all want to take back our authority from the winning governments,
After noticing they don’t care for the masses that aren’t wearing a specific garment
“Are you willing to die for me?” the joker asked and it’s a deep question,
Having many different layers that burn the eyes like an onion
A few notes were found on how to oppress the race I represent,
But I know that was intentionally released to aid in the agenda of the liberal percent
We...
#oppression
#power
#freedom
#HumanRights
#rebellion
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Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
1st Nov 2023 10:37pm
1st Nov 2023 10:37pm
I was a healer
They gave me a gun
Shoot to kill
No hesitate
These broken bones
seeping wounds
Sutures
Poultice
Tourniquet
The true healer
Discriminate not
Friend or foe
Seek refuge
Sanctuary
Unwanted guests
Shot in the head
Till then
I was a healer
Shoot to kill
No hesitate
These broken bones
seeping wounds
Sutures
Poultice
Tourniquet
The true healer
Discriminate not
Friend or foe
Seek refuge
Sanctuary
Unwanted guests
Shot in the head
Till then
I was a healer
#corruption
#war
#PTSD
#suffering
#rebellion
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LongTubiFree
Poem Published
20th Oct 2023 5:48am
20th Oct 2023 5:48am
Views
We got different views,
different points too.
You serve your masters for money,
I serve the masses trying to steal back our honey,
you use your platform,
just like a good puppet trying to perform.
More clicks. More views.
Algorithm here to help the sheep choose.
I go unseen, my blue collar as camouflage
you only see me when you need, like a mirage.
One day the chips will fall,
and then there will be no more channels at all.
different points too.
You serve your masters for money,
I serve the masses trying to steal back our honey,
you use your platform,
just like a good puppet trying to perform.
More clicks. More views.
Algorithm here to help the sheep choose.
I go unseen, my blue collar as camouflage
you only see me when you need, like a mirage.
One day the chips will fall,
and then there will be no more channels at all.
#technology
#politics
#rebellion
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2 Comments
HarleyQuinn
Riah
Riah
Poem Published
21st Sep 2023 8:42pm
21st Sep 2023 8:42pm
Mantra
If this is my ego I want it to break
To see past myself, I need it to break
If this is the world I want it to break
To build something new we need it to break
If this is what life is I want it to break
We're not made for this, to live it must break
If this is sustaining us I want it to break
It poisons itself, we must make it break
To see past myself, I need it to break
If this is the world I want it to break
To build something new we need it to break
If this is what life is I want it to break
We're not made for this, to live it must break
If this is sustaining us I want it to break
It poisons itself, we must make it break
#courage
#power
#politics
#freedom
#rebellion
85 reads
1 Comment
Michaelpoet
Poem Published
24th Aug 2023 5:41am
24th Aug 2023 5:41am
Acceptance Of Denial
Taking it all in as if truth were subjective.
Truth is what you tell yourself it was, is or will be.
How do you flush out a sensation that you borrowed from someone you admire?
Authority was put into place to control the ability of the species.
Does ownership of a curtain belong to your will or that of Martha Stewart?
To question our society is to ensure a good night sleep at the local insane asylum.
I refuse to confide in a pill that has no opinion of a condition I never believed in.
Politics is nothing more than unorganized religion designed to fulfill my...
Truth is what you tell yourself it was, is or will be.
How do you flush out a sensation that you borrowed from someone you admire?
Authority was put into place to control the ability of the species.
Does ownership of a curtain belong to your will or that of Martha Stewart?
To question our society is to ensure a good night sleep at the local insane asylum.
I refuse to confide in a pill that has no opinion of a condition I never believed in.
Politics is nothing more than unorganized religion designed to fulfill my...
#corruption
#oppression
#politics #rebellion
#politics #rebellion
109 reads
2 Comments
Josh
Joshua Bond
Joshua Bond
Poem Published
23rd Aug 2023 6:19pm
23rd Aug 2023 6:19pm
End Game
That survival course on “wreckage” you sold me:
the one with the sun-blasted cross-roads
where the dried-up river bisects the underused motorway…,
well, what else do you reckon when the tolls are so high
leaving a preference for back-tracks through the desert?
Coming to, what are you doing here anyway —
surely you’re not one of those losers who jumped … ?
You are?? Listen, people like you should be made to
clean up the mess - and that’s a friendly suggestion.
I’ll make sure you are not mentioned in Sunday prayers:
enjoy going with the...
the one with the sun-blasted cross-roads
where the dried-up river bisects the underused motorway…,
well, what else do you reckon when the tolls are so high
leaving a preference for back-tracks through the desert?
Coming to, what are you doing here anyway —
surely you’re not one of those losers who jumped … ?
You are?? Listen, people like you should be made to
clean up the mess - and that’s a friendly suggestion.
I’ll make sure you are not mentioned in Sunday prayers:
enjoy going with the...
#identity
#environment
#LifeGoals
#SelfDiscovery
#rebellion
169 reads
15 Comments
SamAlec
Sam...
Sam...
Poem Published
10th Aug 2023 6:47pm
10th Aug 2023 6:47pm
Birthright
I deserve
You deserve
We deserve
We deserve better than this
I’m not inspired to fight for the freedom
To be a parasite
To say anything, consequence-free
To live in denial, delusion and distraction
To worship the “free market” and its occupying armies
To destroy the very planet we share
To commodify everyone and everything we love
To hate everything we are
“Freedom to” can become “freedom over”
When it flows from a society divided
I’ve earned
You’ve earned
Everything I have,...
You deserve
We deserve
We deserve better than this
I’m not inspired to fight for the freedom
To be a parasite
To say anything, consequence-free
To live in denial, delusion and distraction
To worship the “free market” and its occupying armies
To destroy the very planet we share
To commodify everyone and everything we love
To hate everything we are
“Freedom to” can become “freedom over”
When it flows from a society divided
I’ve earned
You’ve earned
Everything I have,...
#politics
#humankind
#freedom
#responsibility
#rebellion
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1 Comment
Johnny707
Poem Published
9th Aug 2023 5:26am
9th Aug 2023 5:26am
Innocents of corruption
In the shadows it lurks, corruption might,
A chilling reality that haunts the night.
Behind closed doors, a web of deceit,
Where power and greed mercilessly meet.
A tainted, poisoning hearts,
As trust and integrity slowly depart.
Bribery and fraud, their weapons of choice Silencing justice with a deafening voice.
The innocent suffer, their dreams crushed,
While the corrupt thrive, their conscience hushed.
Promises broken, lies whispered in of pain and tears.
But amidst this darkness, a flicker of light,
Courageous souls...
A chilling reality that haunts the night.
Behind closed doors, a web of deceit,
Where power and greed mercilessly meet.
A tainted, poisoning hearts,
As trust and integrity slowly depart.
Bribery and fraud, their weapons of choice Silencing justice with a deafening voice.
The innocent suffer, their dreams crushed,
While the corrupt thrive, their conscience hushed.
Promises broken, lies whispered in of pain and tears.
But amidst this darkness, a flicker of light,
Courageous souls...
#rebellion
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0 Comments
jenny_is_hungry
Poem Published
3rd Aug 2023 3:38am
3rd Aug 2023 3:38am
Trust In Your Teachings
I've never feared the wild animal
Whether she may come through me
My children
Through those that I feed
My kindred
Spirits
Whom keep me alive
I do not find despair
In hope
In faith
That my hand has touched my children
And made them warriors
All their own
For you fear the question
Emanating from their fresh lips
Do you recoil?
Due to your blackness
Or do you shed darkness
In willful submission
To ones own fears
Do you raise your hand
To strike the child
With...
Whether she may come through me
My children
Through those that I feed
My kindred
Spirits
Whom keep me alive
I do not find despair
In hope
In faith
That my hand has touched my children
And made them warriors
All their own
For you fear the question
Emanating from their fresh lips
Do you recoil?
Due to your blackness
Or do you shed darkness
In willful submission
To ones own fears
Do you raise your hand
To strike the child
With...
#children
#learning
#rebellion
107 reads
4 Comments
APissPoorShaman
Ryszard
Ryszard
Poem Published
25th Jul 2023 5:14am
25th Jul 2023 5:14am
Patrick McGoohan
obey the law > obey the rules> just obey
It doesn't matter what you think or say
Draw inside the lines
Use the approved color crayon
How did this servile servitude spawn?
Hate speech can never be contested,
if I don't like what you say I'll have you arrested
Weep then for all that we've lost
and the incomprehensible cost we've paid
The first freedom on earth
is now the lock on our invisible cage
I rattle the bars and rage,
I'm a free man not a number,
I'm a free man,
man,
man,
echoing...
It doesn't matter what you think or say
Draw inside the lines
Use the approved color crayon
How did this servile servitude spawn?
Hate speech can never be contested,
if I don't like what you say I'll have you arrested
Weep then for all that we've lost
and the incomprehensible cost we've paid
The first freedom on earth
is now the lock on our invisible cage
I rattle the bars and rage,
I'm a free man not a number,
I'm a free man,
man,
man,
echoing...
#oppression
#rebellion
#deception
129 reads
1 Comment
jenny_is_hungry
Poem Published
6th Jul 2023 9:50pm
6th Jul 2023 9:50pm
Solution
I think of five seats
Five
Such a small number
And the large elite
Small
In mentation
Not stature
What a sniper bullet
Or five
Would do for fear
Like I said
Piercing the veil
Right through five heads
Would it shake the foundation
Of which you stand fertid
Knowing
Indestructibility
Is an illusion
How time has comforted
Knowing
There are more of us than there are of...
Five
Such a small number
And the large elite
Small
In mentation
Not stature
What a sniper bullet
Or five
Would do for fear
Like I said
Piercing the veil
Right through five heads
Would it shake the foundation
Of which you stand fertid
Knowing
Indestructibility
Is an illusion
How time has comforted
Knowing
There are more of us than there are of...
#politics
#rebellion
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4 Comments
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