Best Brainwashed Poems
Marching to and fro
Discipline at its finest
Morals stripped away
Fluid soft moist and gentle
Drops of water over time
Can dissolve and wear away
The hardest rock to fade
And decay.
Just as an acid damning tongue
That derives pleasure
From causing emotional pain
And robbing a sensitive soul
If self esteem confidence
And living a fruitful life
Holding them back again and again.
Young minds are fertile
And can believe everything they are told
Burning self hate and apathy
In heart mind and soul.
Like a Bonzi tree with restricted growth
The control freak clips away
At the helpless
Brain washed In disarray.
Propaganda be the deadliest weapon.
Known to man
It can bring down a nation
Like the Nazi's did
Fulling hate
Or build a nation up
and make that nation great.
The box we have in all our homes
That we waych
Gives us subliminal messages
While in a semi hypnotic state
Be careful what you watch today
And may your heart be full of love and not hate.
And so tour children.
Peter Dome.copyright.2015. June.
we are a brainwashed generation
our once vibrant minds have turned grey from all the pollution in the world
we are no longer innovating, just reusing old ideas and trying to make something out of nothing
we aren’t catching on to what is happening outside of our homes
it’s like instead of a brain, an X-box controller has crawled inside our heads and taken over
we are so accepting to violence now that we don’t even flinch at the idea of someone being beheaded
and depression is just another thing being lumped into our daily routine
we’re so used to anxiety that we haven’t even lived without the fear of living
every outside-the-box thought that comes to our mind is immediately repressed,
that’s probably why we can’t focus in school
our minds are yearning to explore and live life outside of a TV screen that they have become a black abyss where the unaccepted creativity has gone because math equations now take priority
but at the same time our minds are programmed to categorize everything to the point where we examine someone and throw them into a category of who we think they should be.
isn’t that sad?
we judge someone before learning who they are. who their favorite bands are, what books speak to them, and why they always stare at the moon a little longer than they should
maybe it’s because we see someone who has a quirk that looks like pink and we wish that instead of being so grey we could have a color of our own.
m.r.
The washing machine is running
With all our brains inside
Getting a good old washing
From the Media powder on the side
The box says use two scoopfuls
How much more cr*p do our brains require
Surely if they’re washed some more
They will not be able to enquire
Our thoughts are rinsed away
Then the softener hits us hard
Making us believe in lies
The truth for us is marred
We are each and everybody
Brainwashed every passing day
By the Media and Politicians
As we work to earn their pay
When a person looks at the form shaping morality
registered at the ballot box in an open verdict
easy to read between the lines brain dead
signs a mark clearly visible
Their it speaks volumes to be judged internally
where neither faith nor love in their hearts exist whole
lukewarm souls in part have lost all sense of values
and identity firstly to do what is right
This is beneath them
so in the end result it shows a backward democracy
operating without a spine which can never stand up properly
and face the truth firmly fixed
It hides behind the mask a coward
forever caught in the trap of lies hiding corrupted
deeply ingrained facts are displayed
for those not blind to see history will remember
Loveless acts against humanity
we are a brainwashed generation
our once vibrant minds have turned grey from all the pollution in the world
we are no longer innovating, just reusing old ideas and trying to make something out of nothing
we aren’t catching on to what is happening outside of our homes
it’s like instead of a brain, an X-box controller has crawled inside our heads and taken over
we are so accepting to violence now that we don’t even flinch at the idea of someone being beheaded
and depression is just another thing being lumped into our daily routine
we’re so used to anxiety that we haven’t even lived without the fear of living
every outside-the-box thought that comes to our mind is immediately repressed,
that’s probably why we can’t focus in school
our minds are yearning to explore and live life outside of a TV screen that they have become a black abyss where the unaccepted creativity has gone because math equations now take priority
but at the same time our minds are programmed to categorize everything to the point where we examine someone and throw them into a category of who we think they should be.
isn’t that sad?
we judge someone before learning who they are. who their favorite bands are, what books speak to them, and why they always stare at the moon a little longer than they should
maybe it’s because we see someone who has a quirk that looks like pink and we wish that instead of being so grey we could have a color of our own.
m.r.
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I stole away to find my room
to comprehend my latest gloom
I found my sadness had but ceased
My mind was not 'til then released
I began to search inside my head
and found a solemn note that read
"you must make exit from this place
so's not to interrupt the pace-of-things
you cannot comprehend
but only that of time can mend"
"What?" said I in angry voice
"You dare to criticize my choice?
but only I control such things
you're but my puppet - I'M the strings!"
With that I gave a mighty tug
and somehow managed to unplug
the things in mind I had not said
and with soft heart took to my bed.
In many brainwashed communities,
they always be some puppets leaders
who always think to destroy the plans
that help millions of people because
of some useless promises.
many young African leaders
stand for peace in Sahel territories ,
no matter how they are challenged
by some senior leaders
due to their personal interests.
true revolutionists won in many world battles.
So many young African leaders will always
win the different battles as they continue to preach
peace and love to millions of people on planet earth.
September 22/2023
I’ve been brainwashed by a Muppet
Those things of wire and fur
Brainwashed by a Muppet
My life’s been ruined I’m sure
I’ve been brainwashed by a Muppet
In Spanish too no doubt
Brainwashed by a Muppet
Just what’s this all about
I’ve been brainwashed by a Muppet
By a frog that talks and sings
Brainwashed by a Muppet
I’m a puppet on their strings
I’ve been brainwashed by a Muppet
They say a grouch ain’t nice
Brainwashed by a Muppet
They needn’t tell me twice
I’ve been brainwashed by a Muppet
And a drummer none too stable
Brainwashed by a Muppet
When that rat said “Not my table”
I’ve been brainwashed by a Muppet
I now know near from far
Brainwashed by a Muppet
And a pig who’s now a star
I’ve been brainwashed by a Muppet
By those creatures all so sweet
Brainwashed by a Muppet
Right there on Sesame Street
I’ve been brainwashed by a Muppet
And I’m sure glad they did
Brainwashed by a Muppet
It’s a shame I’m just a kid
Mdailey 12/6/11
Deep within the decrepit graveyard
Alight by a circular moon
Concrete creaks
Gravestones crack
Grotesque bodies rise
in ghastly fashion.
khaki grass crunches
beneath gangling feet
mechanical movements
macabre murmurs
and creaking bones
march forward, famished.
Crunch....
.....
Crunch...
Crunch.
filling
darkened streets,
crowding alleys,
stalking backyards...
Creak..
...Crunch..
flesh, falls to the floor...
Exposing...
the
gruesome grey,
skeletal,
Dearly departed,
undead.
Flocks of odious creatures
Litter streets
Masticating and munching
unsuspecting society
sheltered in the shadows
you watch,
blood drip from toothless grins
As they siphon the essence
of humanity
A cadaverous finger
slides slyly on your shoulder
hair spiked on edge
goosebumps grip your skin
chills caress your spine
Pins and needles nettle your flesh
Slowly you swivel around
turning,
to
face..........
book
Clean slate
at birth.
Filled up,
programed
over time.
Information
force fed,
pushed into
minds.
Created.
Created by
location,
environment.
Information
from the
past.
Ancient
information
told as truth.
Whose truth?
Earthly truths,
limited in
nature.
Billions
of galaxies,
one speck of
dust.
Most not
known, much
incorrect.
How to move
forward?
Understand,
we know
little.
Much of it
wrong.
Question
everything.
Accept nothing
as fact!
Clear the mind
of ancient
thought.
See infinity
straight on
and rethink
it all!
her fallacious reasoning caught me by surprise
he’s a swindler, a crook, can’t you see with your eyes?
He never paid the little guys, declaring bankruptcy.
He’s a good businessman, she argues, quite wrongly.
The man is a scoundrel, a felon, maybe Antichrist and worst.
I cannot believe she would vote for this horrible man, putting him first.
A news station that is not newsworthy has brainwashed her.
There is no other way she could vote for this diabolical cur.
A ghost
of his old self.
A stranger
in his own life.
A lost soul.
His self-image,
broken down.
His behavior,
and personal beliefs,
drastically changed.
A switcheroo
of his values;
new ones
replace the old.
A young man, erased.
He's nothing
he was before.
Programmed.
Brainwashed.
A walking tragedy.
Date written: 12/18/2020
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caused by traumatic experiences, illusions?
Crashing tumultuous waves similar like the sea
bounds one's mind thinking strategies. Brainwashed
Downloads of someone else's expectations, decision
making, Cloudy reasoning unable to process with no
options, trust compromised by familiar faces. Brainwashed
State of one's mind a mental hypnosis by recognized
faces betrayals and fakery.. Brainwashed
Deep impressions played like a game of chess double
crossed all for fun and games. Brainwashed