Best Corrupt Poems
The Pillars of humanity
felled by little boys tears
Irish clover
not so lucky for boys in white
defrocked
a new generation of holy men
the cycle of sodomy
sickens the soul
yet the masses
on their knees
sending child
like a lamb on the cross
blood droplets
religious tears glow
ah but the Irish clap
as Saint Patrick
condemns them to purgatory
wishing the evils ones
had been aborted
he thrives
on bribes
Kim Patrice Nunez
08 July 2015
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under the sink
the plumber
switches rings
A dressed house rat
Stealing cooked food at night
From public dishes
Safe, protected, free, just, wealthy.
"You're safe in America."
"Our government will protect you."
"We have the most just system in the world."
"America is the wealthiest nation."
Welcome to the United States,
where safety is police brutality against
our own citizens; where the food we
eat is pumped full of poison; where
our guns are taken from us to keep us
"safe", when the enemy is on the home front.
Welcome to the Land of the Brave,
where men and women lose their lives
over another nation's resource, even though we've
got the technology to keep them home; where
a man turning into a woman is more
important than hundreds dying in an earthquake.
Welcome to the Land of the Free,
where free will and creativity is
frowned upon and conformity is the
latest trend; where its citizen's opinions
go straight to the garbage while those
already in power continue making decisions.
Come on over to the USA,
where child molesters serve less time
in prison than those caught with a plant;
where you can be arrested simply because
your skin is a different tone; where a mother that
killed her child got away with a slap on the wrist.
Make a trip to the wealthiest nation,
where one percent of the population holds
every cent, while homelessness is at an
all time high; where religion means no
taxes, and it costs an entire years pay
just to afford a higher education.
Make your way to the Land of the Corrupt,
where the War on Terror is a scam,
and our nation's biggest tragedy was a planned attack;
where the poor are forced to pay taxes with
money they don't have, while the wealthy
gloat in flashy suits and Mercedes Benz.
Don't eat anymore out of their greedy hands.
Take your freedom back.
House our homeless.
Block out the media, it's an illusion.
Stop fighting for a country that wants you to die.
It's time to make a change.
Darkness has no source of light
under corrupt bodies cells die cold
In those that change laws falsely accusing the just
where bad manners becomes good and the good becomes bad
calling it human rights eating scraps in order of merit
to feed the elites purse my thoughts on this subject of Plato
a man of ancient wisdom with very well delivered words
that speaks well of modern times
Those who are able to see beyond the shadows
and lies of their culture will never be understood
let alone believed by the masses
Draped from her body, they sparkle like gold. Tear soaked and smothered, in lies that she's told. She wears them ashamed, but she wears them with grace. To cover the pain, that is etched in her face.
It's her mark, it's her passion, her reason to breathe. As shallow and weak, as pathetic can be.
For the last time I saw her, was the last place she laid. Where I held her so close, deep down in her grave. No more to be seen, no more to betray. Damned and unheard, while she cried out in vain.
Don't pity the evil, corrupt and forsaken. Who've strayed from the path, that they should have taken. It's all self inflicted, they live unrestricted. But on this their last day, they'll all be convicted.
Etched in his body, the scars will remain. Blood soaked in madness, he's nearly insane. He wears them in anger, but he wears them with pride. To expose to the world, all his hate that's inside.
It's his mark, it's his passion, his reason to breathe. As shallow and weak, as cruel as can be.
But the last place I saw him, was the last time he raged. Where I beat him and broke him, deep down in his grave. No more to be seen, no more to be heard. Damned and destroyed, underneath all his dirt.
Don't pity the evil, corrupt and forsaken. Who've strayed from the path, that they should have taken. It's all self inflicted, they live unrestricted. But on this their last day, they'll all be convicted.
Now sift through my ashes, gather up all my bones. Let him without sin, cast the first stone. Pile me up in a bucket, and leave me to stay. So I can face my creator, on my judgement day.
It's my life, it's my passion, it's what I believe. As misunderstood, as reckless can be.
For the last time you saw me, was the last time I prayed. Where I dug my own hole, and laid down in my grave. No more to be hated, no more to be feared. For in my corrupt stead, an angel appeared.
The blue planet we live, a beautiful place
Flaura, fauna, the human race!!
Peace and beauty once graced our land
The human race it seems has a different plan!
Politics, religions abused by greed
Wars and deaths, what have we come to be?
We wear the burden of man made mistakes
Global warming, pollution, and toxic waste.
We are killing our planet! this is so!!
When it's all over and dead, where will we go?
Will we head away from this world of waste?
To a far off planet, a beautiful place?
Will we tell of all the mistakes we made?
Will we corrupt our new world in the same old way?
How can we really hold our heads high?
We turn our backs, we blame others, point our fingers and lie!
Come with me; lets all join hands
Lets tell the world we're making a stand!!
You see only we can change our ways
Think of our children and their future days
I see the world crumbling around me, people losing their moral ground
Following what they think is right rather than what they truly know is right.
Most people really are uneducated sheep and cannot see what’s right in front of their faces.
So many even mock the Lord and his word as if he didn’t exist and even openly say with conviction that theirs no GOD! And instead there small minds worship a sport as if it was their GOD?!
It really disgusts me and breaks my heart to see how far mankind has gone and I fear for their souls as they do not know what they do.
Dear Lord please have mercy and help show them the way, its easy for them to be distracted and miss lead with all they hear and are shown in this corrupt world without its true intentions shown.
GOD Bless all the Lords people and hold your heads high as the true fight is yet to happen and when it does . . We’ll fight until we die!
Amen
Voracious beasts I freely call them,
Indigenous or rather covenant leaders,
Observing our steps just to stab us behind,
Leaving us to suffer in peace,
Envying the poor man's meal,
Nuisances we turn before their eyes,
Certainly we made ourselves such
Educated fools!
America a country of change
A country through time that has proven itself
It was such a beautiful place to be
It never mattered what color or Ethnicity you were everyone had an opportunity.
But That has changed immensly.
As I speak now hundreds of men women and children
Are dying of
Fezzing Temperatures, because they have no clothing
Diseases, because they have no medical thechnolgies or medicines to cure them
Hunger' because they have no food and no money to get it
This can be blamed on us The United States Of America
A country with several resources and plentiful ammounts of food
and it will not be shared in the greed of humanity and not only us
but other countries too.
As I speak now innocent civilians are being beaten or shot by the police
for no reason at all other than the fact they were stating their opinions
About an evil and corrupt government.
Millions of people around the country are being brainwashed by television advertisments
created by orginizations whose sole purpose is to make you buy their products
Regaurdless of your financial statability.
In the root of it al is being caused by a corrupted government trying to keep a large continet stupid
By regulating the teaching in public schooling to their advantage to make the population unaware
of the greedy Police state with no Privacy and the creation of a state of a struggle for survival
right under their noses.
The simplicity is money is the root of evil
Our government simply wishes to delete all competition
and end democracy
These words need to be heard and this country and this world need to change .
America Land of Free
Home of the Corrupt and Evil
What would the founding Fathers say ?
Thank you for listenig show your friends this.
Here we begin our day
Forgetting we were supposed to stay
We drift in our own little ways
Making sure to take care of our own day
Barely saying a word to each other
Although if we do its yell or a holler
We backstab each other
And we would rather take of care of someone else
We act as if nothing is wrong
Pretending that reality stood still
Now I know for sure how corrupt we are
Since you would rather take care of your villain
Rather than your own
Act is if we are monkeys
Blinded to your reasoning for your actions
But we are not as dumb as you may think
The other two are just to small to see
The lies behind your eyes
Now you mite as well dig your own grave
But until then
ill play your games
Let me pretend I’m ok
As long as we don’t have to speak
Then I’m actually gonna be alright.
FIFA was run by crooks and became the mafia.
They selected the world cup hosts of Qatar and Russia,
but who was corrupt the most, South Africa?
All three countries never qualify but large quantities disguised
in paper envelopes allowed each one to catch the worlds eye.
As host South Korea played Italy and it cannot be denied
that during the match legal acts were wrongly disqualified.
Goals were disallowed and the flags were raised for offside,
I'm not an Italian but even I watched that match horrified!
England's Lampard scored and it was seen by the blind,
but no goal was given with the ball four foot behind the line.
Argentina's Maradona once scored a goal using his hand,
missed by the linesman but seen by thousands in the stands.
There was a disruption that occured with the Brazil squad
on the day of the final against the host nation France.
It doesn't require the intelligence or the wisdom of a God
to recognise France weren't crowned champions by chance.
The current hosts Russia have just beaten Spain,
but can I please ask for someone to explain,
why that clear penalty wasn't awarded
to the visitors in the dying minutes of the game?
A Columbian player headbutting while VAR review,
just a yellow card was given, this law must be new.
Every World Cup there appears a trail of clues
suggesting there's an influence that is out of view.
FIFA officials fixed competitions
and corrupted the beautiful game.
They did it continuously on repetition
until caught and put to shame.
Yet it feels corrupt just the same, I think it will not change while FIFA remains.
3/7/18
These words speak the minds and hearts of the hundreds that bleed and the Thousands that weep
But does it matter to the few these, who peacefully sleep? It will now because I hope this reaches those who are still asleep
It’s time we wake up and make our way to the roads, walk for miles and miles with nothing but desires and hopes; to bring an end to this democracy,
they say it’s democracy, with their foot in our faces they have us cornered to death.
Today if it’s not you, then tomorrow, who knows, you end up dead?
Their **** never grows old. With their endless lust for money they will have us killed for a million more.
Come let’s show them that we will walk on our own, show the world what we own.
We will become your nightmare, so you won’t sleep, you will just sit and mourn
We don’t mean to cause no mayhem, but if you force us,do try us.
No force, no hurdles will slow us down. It’s time to show you clowns that you were so wrong to be crowned.
We don’t want you to be around. Believe us; we will shake you to this very ground.
This time there is no stopping, this time we will not retreat, even if we bleed.
Together we will walk and take others along, stay strong and turn things around, and show it to the world that it’s you, that you were always wrong!
Corrupt farm, disdainful politics
Corrupt farm, unedifying ethics
The Lion gorges the subservient animals but not grass page
Or even does he gobble other feeds in the forest sage
The pronghorns fight it hard to progress
And they feed with apprehension and distress.
When they do require of the Lion—
To give a good reason why he devours them like any minion,
He reminds them of being "The King of the Jungle"
So he continues his diabolical project as a noble.
The grass and fowls of the air remain spared
'Cause no, not sufficient antelopes to make them seared.
The foreign vipers intrude awry
With an acclamation of being their profound territory
But they have come with the interest of politics
Dirty politics!
So they play it well, even more than the crown himself.
These adders bite the innocent beasts of their treasures to will of self.
With the injection of putridity and selfishness
Their anchor of theft and greediness.
Corruption drinks poverty!
All because of a bad conductor of no hearty.