Below is the poem entitled The Serpent which was written by poet
Irisha. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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The government is camouflage in optimism.
As the serpent, the government begins to drop wisdom.
Making you believe everything is for the best.
Only to ended up in our community chest.
Slither from the governments nest.
In our hands is where this serpent rest.
Controlling “We the people” and the media that we absorb and view, and what we learn today in our schools.
A landscape of political paintings views start-building walls of oppression.
The severity of hardship we are puppets of our government.
As the ideals of modern society start crumbling, of dullness and diluted spirits”
Leaving “We as the people” pessimistic.
As the stripes on the American, flag divides red symbolizing bloodshed cries.
White represents a blank unprinted advertisement between citizens and government.
Division and separation we react to negative authoritative regulations.
Coming from the politicians the reputation and representatives of our government.
Leaving us damaged or altered we also become this, united we stand.