Activism Poems - Poems about Activism

One of the great things about being an artist is that even if I can’t change the world I still have an unfettered opportunity to express my opinions. To keep from exploding, I made these pieces instead—Alice Deasley Art As Activism I It begins at home or should I say at the grocery store, anywhere food is sold Changes...

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*Henry Ford developed plastic from soybeans for cars. It degrades! Art As Activism II Imagine no longer the sounds of seagulls squawking or splashing through frothy foam in cool ocean waves receding as your toes...

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In shopping centres, bright and wide, Where our dreams can fly and glide, We wrap our hearts in things we've bought, Forgetting stars, by city lights caught. Yet, whispers of change might find their way, As people stand up, by the ocean's spray. Our Earth, they say, is worth more than play, A future where green and blue can stay. We must think...

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In the heart's embrace, love finds its home, Where souls entwine, no longer alone. A promise made, a bond so true, In marriage vows, we start anew. Through trials faced and battles fought, Activism's flame, a fire sought. Voices raised, for justice's call, In unity, we stand tall. Love's gentle touch, activism's might, Together they shine, day and night. In love, we find the strength...

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In chalk-dust classrooms, minds alight, She sows the seeds of endless flight, A teacher's touch, a gentle hand, Empowering futures, taking a stand. He walks the streets where shadows fall, A voice for voiceless, standing tall, For every right, for every child, A champion's heart, burning wild. Two paths they tread, yet interwoven, Threads of love and purpose sewn, Their passion echoes, clear and strong, An...

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No time to wait for future days The change is here, that’s right Yet, you deny our climate wisdom scorn us, but still we fight The data is in, no denying it yet pushback from the right Our presence seems only to anger you but undeterred still we fight. Is it our strength that scares you? our devotion, our insight? Your fear of change...

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my latest anti CCP turtle poem-- CCP Turtles Grassing Line China’s virtual hotline Report online remarks Slander Communist Party history Crack down “bygone nihilists” Party’s 100th centenary July Grass line allows society report Netizens “twist” Party’s history Attack governance policies Denigrate national heroes Deny superiority radical socialist nation Clandestine motivations old nihilistic parodies Malevolently garbling Denigrating contradicting Party history Internet operatives administering people Devotedly report dangerous info “Historical nothingness” public doubt distrust Chinese...

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By this GoodYear, invest in this Good 20/20 eco-political Year, Buy for yourself, cash in advance powerful traction! Buy for your kids with balding tires and scratchy heads! Buy for your friends for future skid-free insurance protecting from washed out futures! Store them in your garage your kids' sheds your neighbor's extra bed Wheels to co-empowerment, even, and oddly, those you may not need for yet another green climate decade. Light speed is...

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I write to you brother, When other’s didn’t bother. You are my brother, a son, a father A man. I address you brother, You are born of a mother Like everyone else, All man. I dare you brother, What is your pleasure, in penetrating 3 months old? What is your pleasure in forcing yourself on a 95-year-old? What is your joy in the...

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In Your Face I will put it in your face, as long as it’s in mine. Is slavery in your face? They’ve all been set free. Is child labor in your face? They’re all in school. Are the house wives, in your face? They’re all dropping votes. As long as injustice reigns; As long as death fills our veins As long as the Leaders lie As...

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Mine fervent aspiring political activism... Gunning gusto, (while rosy axles grind) for Bernie Sanders dagnabbit nipped in figurative bud triggered zilch prospects to germinate, cultivate, and amalgamate late blooming spore port as schlocky, reedy, quirky, political neophyte, whose aura, charisma, dogma enigma, persona... absent gregarious masculinity. Scant hours after posting Facebook message Monday February 17, 2020 (regarding becoming linkedin among Bernie Sanders's supporters within Southeastern Montgomery Pennsylvania hinting...

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Mine fervent aspiring political activism... Gunning gusto, (while rosy axles grind) for Bernie Sanders dagnabbit nipped in figurative bud triggered zilch prospects to germinate, cultivate, and amalgamate late blooming spore port as schlocky, reedy, quirky, political neophyte, whose aura, charisma, dogma enigma, persona... absent gregarious masculinity. Scant hours after posting Facebook message Monday February 17, 2020 (regarding becoming linkedin among Bernie Sanders's supporters within Southeastern Montgomery Pennsylvania hinting...

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Elevated insight So clear Bright surety Releasing the grasp of kaleidoscopic obscurity Accepting any false judgments Microscopic impurities They are just contemporary deceits Don't let them become your present day defeats Don't feel compelled to let your life be kept discreet You have the power to disagree combating the issues of the common least Questioning the integrity of cosmic longevity You find that the truth...

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Before we expect them to speak up. Before we judge them. Before we make fun of their sufferings. Before we label them by names; Let us take a good look at our mindsets. When they keep silent we call them cowards, They report the abuse, we laugh at them. Her name is Rose But we change it to "the girl that was raped" Her...

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S ober your mind and clear the mist of ignorance I mmediate reaction is required to gang up against perpetrators X enial approach is needed to shield the victims from prejudice T o help everyone understand their struggles, education is vital E very day I hear voices of abused women and children so loud, who are E mbedded...

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