Best Disrespecting Poems
The Las Vegas shootings were Horrific.
The people running as the rapid fire was
sounding off in the background!
The wild fires in California, fifteen people
dead, and it is not controlled yet!
Hurricanes Maria, Irma, Jose, southern
coast is devastated, Puerto Rico is in need
of help!
Pizza Gate Pedophile rings in America!
Players kneeling and disrespecting our flag
for which Men and Women have sacrificed
their lives for.
Enough is Enough!
You will Not Steal My Joy, I reach for the remote
and turn off the "Joy Stealer" the TV!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Michael Tor Inspired by Andrea Dietrich
Categories:
disrespecting, joy, love, sad, satire,
Form:
Free verse
Now when I Smile I feel
it’s coming from the Heart
Not like I Used to smile
when I did it for Likes...
Something has changed in me
or maybe Rearranged to be
What I am Now is no longer behind Closed Doors...
I am Changing…
I have to tell it like it is...
No Disrespecting….
How you choose ~ Your Choice to live
I know that I’m Changing
Words flow out My mind
I’m More understanding
What’s Good I'll do this time
Yes, I am Changing…
Into the Someone I've always been...
The Me within...
Categories:
disrespecting, change, life, me,
Form:
Free verse
Masha Amini was an Iranian woman who was kept captive in jail for clamoring for Women’s Rights. Later she died in police custody under suspicious circumstances. Her death led to widespread civil unrest and protests. This is in the voice of Masha/ Civil uprising in Iran-Year, 2022
What crime did I do to deserve this?
To be brutally beaten and imprisoned?
When rapists, rogues and robbers roam scot-free
What crime did I do to deserve this persecution?
I am a woman of self-respect and dignity
I believe man and woman have equal rights
I wish to see my sisters walk in dignity
I can’t but rebel against all man-made manacles,
That bind a woman’s hands and legs,
Putting shackles on her mind, and body.
My mind revolts when we can’t walk free.
So offensive it is to cover our heads with hijab
And wrap ourselves in several folds of linen.
I feel it a blatant denial of human rights.
I am sure the unreasonable restrictions imposed,
Will smother and cripple the fair sex.
I am allegedly arrested and am now in prison bars,
For violating and disrespecting Iran’s ‘Modesty code’
The fanatics dream that with my death,
The clamor for freedom will die down.
I am sure it will only blaze fierce in future days,
Thousands will join, holding hands,
Pledging their solidarity for a common cause,
Drawing inspiration from me and women like me.
Again, our shrieks for freedom,
Can never be stifled or silenced.
In cloistered darkness, I wait,
Hoping to witness a bright sunrise.
Categories:
disrespecting, abuse, betrayal, leadership, woman,
Form:
Free verse
If only one day you can feel what you put me through
Wishing one day you can walk in my two shoes
You will feel a pain like you never knew
Feeling cut by a million knives, not only a few
You will cry so many tears, you never knew you had
You will go through that day, constantly feeling sad
You will wish that you’ll stop feeling this way
Praying that this feeling only last for one day
You will feel a pain you can’t describe
You will look for places where you can go hide
You will send me a message and I won’t reply
You will keep on asking a million whys’
You will see me choosing other people over you
You will not understand what you are going through
You will see me disrespecting you, causing you so much pain
And your sunny days will be filled with rain
You will long for me and will feel no connection
You will look in the mirror staring at a broken reflection
You will feel all the hurt and it won’t bother me
You will wish what you go through I can only see
You will drive to me and I will treat you bad
And your sad moments will get more sad
You will think of me, wishing you can make it right
I wouldn’t want to talk things out and prefer to fight
You will feel how it cuts you to the core
Having that feeling that you are no longer adored
You will fight so hard for us, but will be fighting alone
While I’m in my “whatever” zone
You will see how I am being selfish
Wanting me to change becoming your biggest wish
You will care so much and see how I don’t care
You will feel that this really isn’t fair
You will wish for that one day to end
And will feel like nothing your heart can mend
Categories:
disrespecting, emotions,
Form:
Rhyme
She is slowly slipping away,
She sees no point laying waiting to decay,
Tired of the names shes starting to beleive,
The thought of leaving for good gives her relief,
Shell do anything just to get the slightest peace,
Were ever she goes shes used as a punching bag,
Shes sick of it wants it to go away wanting payback,
She tried to get away with drugs but theres no impact,
She wants to paint a red mural at school hoping it add some abstract,
Ptsd takes over she is done with the flashback,
Feeling desprate She plans it out on a scatch pad,
She cant stop the heat from rising she gets mad,
She doesnt care shes maping out her ending,
Shes tired of everyone disrespecting,
They pushed her to this shes done pretending,
Theres no more heart left for mendind,
Theres a assembally today she knows theyll all be attending,
This is her idea of defending,
This time theyll be the ones accepting,
There they all seated like targets,
She says this is what you started,
Most of you watched did nothing to help your all the culprit,
She steps on stage the whole crowd bursts into laughter,
She said get ready this is a disaster,
She pulls out a gun blows of rounds,
One by one the students fall to the ground,
Finally thetes no one left to make a sound,
Shes finally is set free she lets out a smile,
A happiness she hasnt felt in a while,
Shes on the news today shes the only survivor,
It all planned out they call her a fighter,
Categories:
disrespecting, abuse, anger, betrayal, bullying,
Form:
Lyric
Right now I respect your needs
I respect your wishes
Even though they stab
Like shards of shattered glass
Shrapnel puncturing my heart
Uneven in my thoughts
Unable to think due to a lack
A lack of function in which
My mundane self became accustomed
Expecting your love
Which right now I realize was
Disrespecting your love
Your love
Which is my life
Regardless of decisions made
Your love
Which is my life
Because of decisions made
Right now
You will be my wife until my dying day
I will fight for my life
Your love
I will go round after round
Take beating and punishment
Just for my life
Which, right now and always has been
your love
Right now
I really need you to know
Your love Is my life
The only life I really care to know
And right now
I feel my life, your love,
Is dying slow
Categories:
disrespecting, absence, dedication, feelings, heartbroken,
Form:
Free verse
You can cuss and rant and rave, you can even burn Old Glory
Disrespecting those who gave throughout Her entire story
And You can put her down in trying to toss Her Spirit aside
Even publicly tarnish Her Crown, for all your lack of pride
You can tread upon Her name upon all the sacrifices made
Being so filled with shame in this pool which you now wade
Call Her every name in your book and even thumb your nose
Even that disgusting look and complaining about all your woes
Yeah you can complain all day long about how She wasn't fair
And about how everything is all wrong and that only you care
You can spit upon each Shred as you rip Her piece to piece
Even cursing our very dead but one day... it will all cease
One day She won't be there she'll take her freedom and leave
Perhaps that day you will care the day you sit there and grieve
The day your freedom was taken away and you finally realize
When She doesn't have Her say everything else in your life dies
Categories:
disrespecting, freedom,
Form:
Rhyme
Mocking the dead, is that a thing?
How many ways can one be disrespecting?
Laws that cause offenders to be free?
Rape kits that exist only to be not breached.
Little lies and big divides of right and wrong genocide.
Our forefathers could not ever predict
We would be as disrespectful as this.
Ancestors bones surely roll like river
As the wicked become powerful while weak lips quiver
Fowl language and worse ethics morale and actions
Political powers that endorse for private satisfaction.
Mocking the dead what about the little kids
Who inherit the earth in the shape of it
We enjoyed youth clean air and water
And dirty it up for son and daughter.
Looking back only with limited views
Erasing the truth of ill will and abuse
A country started by taking from the natives
Blended into a melting pot of many races
Mocking the dead playing music head like fiddler
Warming the red bed of fire for Hitler
Are we so pompous we can never admit faults
Until it is too late and we too are lost?
Written 9/21/23 For Mocking The Dead Contest
Sponsor Silent One
Categories:
disrespecting, america, betrayal,
Form:
Rhyme
we think
everyone’s goal
in life
is to be happy
i don’t understand it
but for some people
it’s all about power
or just being right
really it’s about
what makes
them
happy
we have different
definitions of
what happiness is
and we’re always
surprised when
theirs differ from ours
for some
it’s to be proven smarter
crushing one’s opponents
shopping till you drop
quietly reading in a corner
eating till you burst
making money no matter how
stockpiling mountains of savings
disrespecting lower class
barking orders
abusing the weak
badmouthing loved ones
pursuit of one’s perversions
living for one’s children
pumping iron all day long
the thrill of the chase
the high of the adventure…
our happiness is what drives us all
in our very idiosyncratic ways
AP: Honorable Mention 2021, 3rd place 2021
Posted on November 7, 2018
Categories:
disrespecting, fun, happiness, introspection, meaningful,
Form:
Free verse
A lot of lessons learned./ I sip this Hennessey and fought the burn./ My mind is clouded with
so many memories./ I hear your voice "Boy pick yourself up off your knees"./ But I wonder
why God would take you away from me./ Please Lord I need some clarity./ Nothing makes
sense. I cry, I can't lie nor deny I'm drowning in my own dark obscurity./
The pain remains inside./ Eating me alive./ I wonder without you if I'll survive./ I try and
hide from the responsibilities in my life, but have no success./ So I'm left with this heartache
in my chest./ Tears roll down my cheek./ Does that make a man weak?/ God I need to
know./ Was it just her time to go?/
So many times I sit down attempting to express what I was feeling,/ but my heart and
mind wasn't willing./ Nothing I wrote seemed to be enough,/ to compliment you and your
motherly love./ Every time I thought of you I felt like balling up in a fetal position and dying./
I could not write about you without breaking down and crying./
For awhile I carried a bad attitude./ Looking for an excuse to accuse anyone in my family
forever disrespecting you./ I think about all the tears my grandmomma shed./ I wished her
alive and everyone else dead./ Was it my imagination or was it your pretty face I saw in the
clouds?/ I hope you're looking down on me and you're proud./ And you're hearing my voice
right now somehow./ I wish there was a button I could push to rewind./ So I can tell you
what's on my mind./ Kiss your check./ Have you speak./ Hold you just one more time./
Your passing took away my energy./ You said you would never leave me./ You were
always so honest./ So when you broke your promise,/ It left me confused./ I felt cheated
and my soul was bruised./
Con't in Pt 2
Categories:
disrespecting, death, loss, love, nostalgia,
Form:
Free verse
We have the right to freedom of speech and expression,
But we have NOT the right to use them for transgression.
A right is a privilege to be respected every time we use
And not as a platform to others, harass, insult, abuse.
So many are quick to claim their right to freedom of speech,
But don't give a second thought to how the right, they breach.
If one exercises their rights, they have also an obligation,
To use the rights responsibly, with respect and consideration.
We all don't have to the same, believe, think, like, or live,
But it's all of our duties to respect towards others, give.
If one uses their rights to antagonise, bully, or spread hatred,
They're abusing their rights and should have them confiscated.
If one cannot respect their rights, use them responsibly,
They don't deserve to have them, to abuse them liberally.
Disrespecting our rights is dishonouring those who gave,
Who sacrificed their lives, to our rights and freedoms, save.
So, if you're one of those who's disrespectful, with no class,
Who chooses to use your rights to bully, bash, harass,
Remember who/what you desecrate is despicable, at best;
A reflection of yourself; from others, likewise you request.
I say this to anyone who elects to abuse a right,
"Why don't YOU strap on combat boots and fight;
Put YOUR life on the line, a place of living hell,
And see how YOU would like then, disrespect as well."
Written by Artsieladie/Sharon Donnelly
©2016-05-21 14:46:00 (EST)
All rights reserved.
Categories:
disrespecting, america, freedom, hero, memorial
Form:
Rhyme
Your a Dirty mess
broke, toking on your death smoke
Drowning in a pool of lies
until your gonna start to choke
Does your mummy even know
That you ever did smoke
Before you blame your sh i t on me
Driving drunk,taking coke
You have lied and you cheated,
yet apparently it’s my fault
That we ended, I’m controlling
When I didn’t check your phone
I knew I should
You were texting and arranging when to go
Get your things, come to my place
No one ever has to know
Keep it in, brush your teeth
Never let that s h it go
I’m going mad, you a prick
They f u ck ing said so
Moved on, no more love
I just wanted you to know
I was loyal, full of hope
But you let our love blow
Up in pieces, with no reason
It really bothers me
How you thinking you’ll get away with disrespecting me,
Here’s a thing, shut it up
As I know we don’t belong
Your the one who never loved me
Your the one who did me wrong
By Rosie Hill
Categories:
disrespecting, anger, betrayal, boyfriend, break
Form:
Lyric
When it comes to being a good father what do most young black men see?
Can they picture their fathers passing down any legacies?
Do they remember any male bonding or talks on how to be good men?
Do they have any perceptions or even comprehend?
Unfortunately too many households are single parent with only a mother in residency
Caused by incarceration, unemployment and dysfunctional inadequacies
Too many don't have a clue of what a good father should be
As the father factor in their lives was one of obscurity
But God is the ultimate father figure to each and every man
And if you desire to be like Him read His words and follow His plans
To become a good father you must examine the Holy Scriptures
And hopefully you'll be able to obtain a good father picture
Now tapping into God's heavenly Twitter account
And Facebooking the Gospel to see what its all about
Fully prepared to formulate, cultivate and stimulate your spiritual life
So that your behavior and way of thinking lines up with Jesus the Christ
A picture of a good father is a man who leaves a financial legacy
So that his children won't exist in a state of abject poverty
By showing them how to save and how to invest
Leaving a fruitful inheritance and a full hope chest
A picture of a good father is a man whose vine is rooted in a strong foundation
And structured to lift him up in godly formation
Respectful, resilient, loving, loyal and kind
Of strong moral conviction and secure in his mind
Knowing who he is and what he could be
And having healthy relationships with every member of his family
So if you're broken, bitter, angry and have any doubts
Seek God and a professional to help you work it out
And i say this to all women and I hope you receive
You need to let a man be a man to his family
Stop disrespecting him and put your anger and pride to the side
He is doing the best he can so work with him by walking stride for stride
A picture of a good father is a man concerned about his community
Who comprehends we live in a global society
A man who gets involved and not stay isolated
As we are all a part of this world that God created
A picture of a good father is a man who loves and respects his family and community
A man strongly rooted, striding humbly and secure in his spirituality
Categories:
disrespecting, black african american, father,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
GO GRANNY GO---
Little old woman, this nation don’t understand;
Your womb provided the first house of man
Without your guidance and wisdom
There’re be no children
Go granny go
Little old woman, here’s the plea
Why you stay so much on your knees
You’re so frail and not too well
And you’re skin does smell
Of mint, pine, and alcohol to me
No granny no
You can’t tell me nothing
You know nothing of this world
And no granny no
I won’t respect you, this is a different world than yours
You’re aged and broken and torn
Your children don’t come visit you anymore
So why you stay on your knees always
Praying for those things you choose
You can’t change this world today
No one cares for the elderly
So just…. Go
Go granny go
(But while I’m ignoring disrespecting, please keep right on praying for me)
So
Go Granny Go
Oh, Jesus you’re the truth of all my dreams
Jesus
You’re the reason I’m saved
And God you’re the reason that I live
Father, I am thankful that you gave
You’re only Son for me
You allowed Him to die on a tree
For my mercy
Oh, Jesus you’re the source in my heart
You’re the one whom imparts
All the love of the Father, Agape
And God you’re the reason that I
Shall one day part the skies
As my soul does fly
When you call my name I’ll fly
Unto your awaiting arms
This I dream of
This I wish for
For, Jesus you’re the truth of all my dreams, alleluia
12/11/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2018
Categories:
disrespecting, analogy, assonance, community, grandmother,
Form:
Free verse
This is a day that I could have really done without,
Saying you love me and do this to me hurts no doubt.
Day after day I pray that you will please stop,
What pain you've caused me has taken all I've got .
I love you and adore you but it seems not to matter,
Still you continue to hurt me leaving my heart shattered.
You come to me with words I have only dreamed ,
But what they were meant for was to hurt me it seems .
Never have I seen a woman with so much hate ,
Taking revenge on me by disrespecting me till it hurts.
True I have waivered with my troubles with trust,
The one thing thats important and this is a must.
There are no more words or sayings that will ever work,
I have tried everything I know giving it all that its worth .
To the day I die I will never understand why ,
The woman I love does everything to make me cry .
So this my dream to be forever with you ,
Is only nightmares for me and dying is all I can do.
This a day I surely could do without.
TAC
Categories:
disrespecting, depression, fear, introspection, life,
Form:
Personification