Best Hypocrite Poems
King Hypocrite
We have the king of hypocrites, right here on the soup
With more chastising, straight from his stoop
Once again, he points his finger, from high on his wall
A brand new blog with the same childish bawl
Deleted in twenty-four, that’s his usual hit and run
He likes his big words that help hide his fun
He stands at his pulpit, his thesaurus in hand
It makes him feel smart, here in poetry land
He likes to praise your work and then throw a punch
He’ll tuck tail and run and be gone before lunch
He gets his mighty courage straight from the keg
He’ll get blind drunk and then hump your leg
The simple truth will always contradict him
So he looks for new poets and then plays the victim
Like the trolls before him, he’ll wobble on his wall
Then like humpty dumpty, he will crack from his fall
Say,
But do,
Hypocrite,
Just an actor,
Fake.
I consider myself one of the biggest hypocrites of them all. I rejoice in sisterhood and celebrate black love and all.I like and re-post BLACKLIVESMATTERS post on my wall
but it's doesn't really matter if I cheer my sisters on at all or sing along to Beyonce's Formation in awe or wear Dashiki printed tops and go natural to find my roots, that i lost or preach about; wars, injustice , crimes and the death toll or try harder to represent my power as well as Rosa Park and refuse to move out of my confront zone or fight for my rights like Angela Davis or free my mind like Harriet Tubman did with them 'slaves' or fight for my blackness like sister Nina Simone or be reckless and fight white supremacy as Assata Shakur with the ideology of the Black Panther Party or celebrate Dr. Malcolm X as much as they shadily only celebrate Dr. Martin Luther King on his day. So why did my heart hurt when Ebola suspiciously broke out in the west of my mother's land, that was a genocide believe it or not, how you cure a white man but my brother ended up dying. I consider myself one of the biggest hypocrite of them all, if i so much loved my sisters or black love then why did the paper bag test, determine my perception of beauty or why does the media make me hate a sister darker than me.
Consistently inconsistent
Responsibly irresponsible
Flies among the birds
Yet the rat is his shape...
... The hypocrite...
The truthful liar
A pious criminal
Belongs to the two ends
Mouth: Two sided
Leaking words...
... The hypocrite...
Healthy but sick
Hungry but full
He is the foolish wise
Himself he deceives
Abeit thinking the world he deceiveth
He knoweth not
Full or not
He hath his stomack...
... The hypocrite...
Black nor white
Here nor there
Hence nor thence
He is.
... The hypocrite...
He tells them
That he hates us.
Us he tells
Hateful are they to him!
Inside his belly,
Both sides he had cheated
He hath the gain
Or so he thought...
... The hypocrite...
Then he enjoins good
But he is immersed in same.
He hath disease
Yet he admit not.
Help he yet refuse
From those who knows.
To others,
He is the best...
... The hypocrite...
For him
Is a great torment
Which he knoweth not...
... The hypocrite...
Let's cure the world
Of this scourge
Lest we all
Bear the brunt of this disease
Called...
... Hypocrisy...
Naseauted by the sermon,
by their definition of love
brush the taste of vomit off of my tongue.
Head screaming, sit in a pew.
"lord, the father. My heart belongs to you"
assuring the assured, with their egos oh so tall.
all the while assuring me I will fall.
The screaming masses of bodies
The adrenaline, running through everyone in an electric current.
The night before that sunday
So fun
Protesting the church
Masked they stand, in clouds of tear gas and hate. Screaming about the right of man. No. She will marry her wife.
No matter what these people say.
The sunday school teacher,
Intoxicated enough to forget the next line in their group chant. Lord the father, my heart belongs to you.
Hypocrite. The word rings in her ears.
It’s so important to practice what you preach
Although you might not realize you are at fault,
Self-examination appears to be beyond your reach.
Hypocrites are notoriously taken for a grain of salt
Seeing in others what you cannot see in yourself,
Although you might not realize you are at fault.
Take your Holy Bible down from its topmost shelf
Study the Sermon on the Mount and the Golden Rule
Seeing in others what you cannot see in yourself.
Being two-faced leaves you open to abject ridicule
Folks won’t give to your soliloquies much respect
Study the Sermon on the Mount and the Golden Rule.
Being double-tongued folks will have come to expect
Your words do not match your observable behavior,
Folks won’t give to your soliloquies much respect.
Please don’t try to manipulate by quoting the Savior
It’s so important to practice what you preach,
Your words do not match your observable behavior
Self-examination appears to be beyond your reach.
Written June 23, 2022
Uniformly swings
the hypocrite
as though on a pendulum,
to and fro,
the string of foul aim
transporting him.
With every swing
ever so timely,
a breadth of chaos unleashed.
The intent periodically he seeks -
the equilibrium unachieved.
For experiments his fate,
as body and heart wholly
of stone go
to and fro,
to and fro,
casting a million hates.
one who builds
humanity
the fall.... cataclysmic
© Harry J Horsman 2010
You say you love your neighbour,
and we should do likewise,
yet you talk behind one’s back
if they dress differently,
or speak in a foreign tongue,
or have skin a different shade from yours.
HYPOCRITE!
You say, “Thou shalt not steal”,
yet you cheat on your income tax,
or fail to tell the store clerk
that she has given you too much change.
HYPOCRITE!
You say you won’t attend a church,
mosque, synagogue or temple
because they are full of hypocrites,
yet you will spend hours in the local pub,
surrounded by some
who pose as good family-men,
yet cheat on their wives,
or you befriend so-called law abiding citizens,
who think that driving faster than the posted speed
is just part of the game.
HYPOCRITE!
Don't you see?
There are hypocrites everywhere,
in every walk of life,
every station and income level,
every religious institution,
every workplace,
every place of entertainment.
To say that you will not attend church,
or be seen in public with
“this type of person”
or
“that type of person”
because they are hypocrites,
then form your own associations
based only on appearance,
is in itself hypocritical.
Most people who support
the local pub
are not hypocrites,
but there are some who are.
Most people who attend church,
the mosque, synagogue or temple
are not hypocrites,
but there are some who are.
Most people in your workplace are genuine
and true,
but there are some who are not.
“Whatsoever things are true,
whatsoever things are honest,
whatsoever things are just,
whatsoever things are pure,
whatsoever things are lovely,
whatsoever things are of good report;
if there be any virtue,
and if there be any praise,
think on these things.” (KJV Bible)
You gave the perfect alibi
Swept your dirty laundry under the mat
Fooled everyone ~ everyone but me
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 1st place 2025
Rapist, raped the body
Society, there After, raped her soul
her mind .
Deep her conscious,
proved her guilty .
forced to suicide
Labeled her filthy ...
that's duality
dead & patriarch,
hypocrite society .
You're messed up but im broken
Drowned in denial
Was every thing but alice's wonderland
Took us long to come up with the unspoken
Reality ... too cruel to understand
I'm guilty for wanting to hang loose and breathe
Promises turned into filth
Intuition feels wrong to have felt jus right
Karma, come back before i murder my night
Daytime not so sweet either
.. made me break my own plinth
Challenges we faced, too many we stopped feelin each other
Standing in between whispering words we scream to one another
I know im strong enough to cry it out...
So much to do..
Yet too little to give
Love, you might wanna stop foolin me
Just because you're aware of how much I'm in need of you
Talk is nothin but a scurvy pitiful waste..
News flash you fell flat on you're face
I still have my doves
what do you have..
Form:
His work of castles was about to finish,
But he didn’t know,
His fruits red as blood,
Will be destroyed by flood.
An’ the action of revenge took place,
Such high speed was of the flood,
That the indignant flood,
Was competent to win every race.
The flood destroyed a large part,
Including the colossal magic tree,
This hammered a nail,
In the hypocrite’s heart.
An’ he began to weep,
As he got an emotional scar,
This was so deep,
An’ he continued to weep.
Now, he was filled with wrath,
He started to use Math,
By counting the number of lost fruits,
All the fruits he’d lost.
Now he began to blame,
The innocent nature,
“I told you appalling foe,
That nature lover was my second name.”
“Have I done any evil to thee?
Then why did ye vex me?
I anointed all my care to my tree,
An’ it didn’t take a sec for you to destroy.”
“I gave my fingers to thee,
But you climbed on my shoulders,
You gave such an affliction to me,
Destroyed your own part, my tree.”
"You destroyed my only desire,
You lit my eyes with fire,
The water didn’t destroy,
It was a red monster fire!”
Now the Nature angrily quoth,
“Oh! You hypocrite!
Without accurate thinking,
Don’t turn red, yellow or white.”
“Don’t you know?
Our biggest foe?
We took revenge,
Because we couldn’t bear no more.”
“An’ we don’t know how,
Without love, your tree grew,
It wasn’t a plant at all,
That thee needed an’ need,
It was nothing,
But just your sluttish greed.”
Spineless impostor~ creative integrity a foreign concept
AP: Honorable Mention 2022
Submitted on December 26, 2019 for contest A THIEF WHO STEALS YOUR THOUGHTS sponsored by BOBBY MAY - RANKED 3RD
DEAD WAIT
You brave enough child
You brave enough man
Just because you will it
Just because you can
To pierce the everchanging rock
To crack the patterned egg
To peer into the center
To witness then to beg
Yes, he left your mother
Said he disappeared
Said I stole him from her
Decidedly, flipped fear
Then drip drip drip
The trickle
Drip drip drip the bleed
Gashes gush from every side
Every blatant need
Vigilant servant lover
Wishful injured steed
No blessed nor glory's cover
Just bog like tacky weed
Snares at every crossing
Babies become boss
Grace shimmers only briefly
Persecution circumvents the cross