Best Condescension Poems


Condescension

Do words hurt?
To be belittled,
talked down to,
dehumanized,
rejected of your very life.

To be objectified,
demeaned,
robbed of your mind
and spirit,
robbed of your individuality;
your very heart itself.

Do words hurt?
Or are they illusions?

Is equality a dream?
Do you notice it at all?
Walking day to day,
from place to place,
seeing the masses.

Do you feel their struggle?
Do you take the time to care?
To wonder if their lives are really equal,
like yours?

Do you dream in apathy?
Or are you awake in denial?

Do words hurt?
When used to steal.

Do words hurt?
When attacking,
when targeting,
when ostracizing,
humiliating;
or criticizing?

Do you have feelings too?

How would you feel?
If I talked down to you;
...in condescension?

At the Risk of Condescension

Don’t hate the buffoon for his ignorant views;
You’d pity instead if you walked in his shoes,
   For what you would find is
   The truth that a mind is
A terrible thing to not know how to use.
© Ed Morris  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member I Forgive

I forgive
I forgive your arrogance
Matched by your ignorance
Interrogated by malevolence
I took you condescension
Your hidden intentions
Your lying invention
Politeness deterred prevention
I’m glad there was no extension


David Cox 31/03/24
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Premium Member Some lie

Some lie to the undecided
Disguise what they believe
Utopia is ahead, so it's easy to deceive

Some lie to themselves
To avoid facing glaring flaws
And the contradictions of their cause

Some lie to the faithful,  
To make them hate more,  
They stir up the fire, then walk out the door

Some lie to the lost ones,  
With a hand on their back,  
The more cannon fodder for the attack.  

Some lie because they think
the truth could make you ignite
Do you want condescension or to know what is right? 

It's a jungle out there
Between what's false and what's true
If it feels wrong, pursue every clue.
If it feels right, still truth pursue.

Premium Member The Infinite Condescension

"His Son",
"whom he hath appointed heir of all things,"
"by whom also he made the worlds;" 
“The brightness of his glory”
“The express image of his person”
“Upholding all things by the word of his power,”
“By himself purged our sins”
“Sat down on the right hand of the Majesty on high;”
                                                     Hebrew 1;2-3


 “And he is before all things, and by him all things consist.” 
                                                    Colossians 1;17

"And the Word was made flesh, and dwelt among us,"
                                                       John 1;14a

“I am the Way
I am the Truth
I am the Life” 
              John 14.6

“For with thee is the fountain of life:
  in thy light shall we see light.”
                          Psalm 36;9

“For unto us a child is born, 
unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his shoulder: 
and his name shall be called 
Wonderful, 
Counsellor, 
The mighty God, 
The everlasting Father, 
The Prince of Peace.”
              Isaiah 9;6


“Neither is there salvation in any other:
 for there is none other name under heaven given among men, 
whereby we must be saved.”
                               Acts 4;12


“Come unto me,
all ye that labour and are heavy laden,
and I will give you rest” 
                  Mathew 11;28

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