Best Indoctrination Poems


Don'T Send Your Kids To College

They all put so much stress on
getting a college degree,
and if it’s math or science,
I think that I would agree.
But in the humanities
another trend now appears,
kids are taught to hate themselves,
and this is reason for fear.
Instead of the great questions,
they’re taught to obsess on race,
and disparage great thinkers
who have the ‘wrong’-colored face.
Instead of human nature
they’re taught to harp on gender,
to the point they no longer think
there is a ‘him’ or a ‘her.’
Instead of economics
they’re force-fed socialism,
and thus doomed to see the world
through a misshapen prism.
Instead of building a life
these students are taught to see
themselves as passive subjects
to assigned ‘identities.’
Instead of questions of faith,
they’ll be taught religion is dead,
just to have leftist belief
pounded hard into their heads.

What comes back won’t be something
worthy of pride or respect,
their morals gone, their reason cowed,
their soul an absolute wreck.
You will not get a person
quipped to take on the world,
you’ll get an angry NPC
out rioting like a churl.
You will not find them ready
to become women and men,
just fragile people who think
the name ‘Blackjack’ does offend.
You will not find strong actors
now ready to get to work,
just entitled people that
rant and scream like spoiled jerks,
and worse still these useless souls
have a hundred grand in debt!
I got to think a trade school
would’ve been a better bet.
Then at least they’d be useful
to society at large,
help to maintain all we’ve built,
and not be the culture’s charge.
Plus if they really want to
give the great thinkers a look,
they can go do that for free
with a bunch of library books,
Or look to the internet,
most of the greats are there for free,
your own thoughts will be as good
as what comes from academies.
Unless it’s math or science,
college doesn’t make much sense,
don’t sent your kids to college,
you’ll just be ruining them.

Indoctrination

Along the path of righteousness
the blind, they lead the blind
There is no second guessing here
don't say what's on your mind

What is, made up, is set in stone
can't catch another train
The one you're on is yours for life
and on it you'll remain

Cross the river, (That of hope)
you must now sink or swim
They will not let you rationalize
it's looking mighty grim

That classroom of tomorrow?
it starts for you today
They know you must be centralized
for them to have their way

How can they, control your mind?
it is a scary thought
Altered text and history books
no battle, need be fought

Think tanks, panels, programming
they help bring you along
Before you know, you're one of them
now where did you go wrong?.....
© Pete Yuhas  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member The Dark Side of Humanity

Lost in a desperate mind world
Seeking a sense of community
and a need to belong
through an innate desire to be whole again.
But confused…
The path nebulous.

And through indoctrination
either directly or unintentionally
or perhaps inadvertently
harboring a vision that individuality is the answer
through a desire to see and “find oneself”
but left with only a false mirrored reflection
of who one really is.

And one says, “It is my right!”
hoping that it becomes “their destiny”
but really is only “deluded identity”.
And this desire
gives life to the belief
that one will find and understand oneself
by way of separating from that “other”.

The result…
illness within
then spreading to community
for the connectivity link now broken.

And without humility…
there is little compassion.
And without compassion…
there is a lack of understanding.
And without understanding…
one becomes lost
in ones own separate ways…
severed from the natural world of community…
exhibiting the dark side of humanity.


Premium Member Indoctrination

If you accept any accurate or misinformation,
without doing any research and without question,
then you are a victim of ignorant thinking,
making you a very good candidate for indoctrination,
with very little hope of ever deprograming,
rendering you helpless to any independent thinking.

Power To the People

People are not born to hate or discriminate

To abuse or to violate, 

These acts are taught through domestication

Of powerful indoctrination

And continual manipulation, 

Through media, parents and society

It hard to escape this reality, 

To find our love and inner peace

At least this is my philosophy

A personal opinion and thesis, 

That says if we promote a more positive way

In the same way we see negativity displayed, 

That we could manifest and transform people to change

The way they live from day to day, 

With positive role models

That don't reinforce fear

This much I believe to be clear, 

Where people become less fake and more sincere

The future could be bright and clear, 

And that the people of this world could learn to unite

And heal the callous political divides, 

That are used by those who rule

To breed a tribal and confused, 

Humanity that is not born but bred to hate

Through the use of a brainwashing state

That requires our compliance, 

So that it can rule and control

But through change we can return power to the people.

Premium Member Introduction To Indoctrination

Its forty years now
since that first day,
I remember still the
tears that dropped from
my cheeks as my mother’s
hand unclasped mine,
breaking the bond I’d
known from birth, handing
me over as though I were
a piece of lost property,
Miss Pringle was very kind,
and I’m sure understanding,
but she was only a
substitute, someone fitting
in between nine ‘o’clock
and quarter to four
five days a week.
But what of the freedom?
I’d known for the first five years of
my life, this institution was
taking it all away, two
times tables, abc’s, banging
blocks into different shaped
holes. “Yes innocence and
freedom had gone”
Gone, forever!

© Harry J Horsman  1987


Pandora's Box

Pandora has a big black box.
Woe the day she turns on FOX.
May she then begin again
and turn the switch to CNN,
or better still, to the BBC.
While hope remains
 all shadows flee.

Premium Member Indoctrination Ii

you cant use a knife
to weed a farm
you can use the cutlass
to peel a yam
it easier to cross the river
than to cross the sea
the tree of positivity
bears a fruit of liberty
and the tree of negativity
bears the fruit of abomination
to the righteous the beauty of life 
is to live perfection
so create no destruction
and cleave for devilish solution

Premium Member Future

Go to sleep now.
.
.
.
And when you awake you will find
A new world, with new desires
New feelings, new beliefs and new joys
You will experience a sense of total satisfaction
Acceptance, and sureness of yourself
No more pain and need and disappointment
Only gentle bliss.

But that makes me less
That steals away my humanity, my comparisons
My decisions;  even my mistakes.
You don’t have the right to deny me my suffering
Who makes these decisions anyway?
Let me up -- I must go
Damn these straps and your stone-faced grin!
Let me up -- My tears spew with hatred
Rage seething as my blood and snot and weeping mix
.
.
.
Go to sleep now. . . .
© Andy Chunn  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Do not go gentle into the totalitarian night

Do not go gentle into that totalitarian night
They lured you in with the promise of a new day
Rage against their deception, and for freedom's light

From a stagnant pool, you jumped into a river of no return
They said the new would rise, the old could burn
Swim against their current, rage against their tide
Face the mistake you made of choosing the wrong side.

Good men, deceived, crying for a mirage bright
Efforts at social justice inverted their deeds to dark
Still time to review how it happened, but no time to win the fight.

Grave men but old who tried to give blind new sight
They blazed like meteors, but fell short and lost the day
From all directions enemies come, too late to defend what's right

And you my father, there in that sad height
You said death was better than seeing what would come
A cursed sunset, a bitter sinking sun.
Don't look outside, draw the shades, as the noose draws tight
We'll shed tears together before the dying of the light.

Premium Member Indoctrination

There has always been war, there will always be war.
There has always been scarcity, there will always be poor.
There will never be world peace, there will always be hate and criminality.
If you believe any or all of the above, you've been indoctrinated heavily.
If you don't think we can change the world for the better, that only means,
that you will be one of those who didn't, because of your complacency.

Premium Member The Lie of Equality and Truth of Universality

("Niobe's Tear", 2020, original encaustic)

The Lie of Equality and Truth of Universality

The world has always been divided
Along lines of haves and have nots
In whatever way you wish
To measure the having.

The difference today is
Inequality is no longer acceptable.

But since it clearly exists - empirically
In whatever way you measure -
And since one of those measures 
Is the fact one group 
Of people are the majority 
That group must be repressive
And repressors by nature.

That in a nutshell is the basis 
Of systemic racism
The only way to explain the disconnect
Between what is and what is desired,
Or what is actual and ideal.

It’s easy to dismiss the wave of D.E.I training
That comes next
As “Democrat’s Entirely Ignorant” indoctrination 
But it’s deeper than that,
As the dream of equality runs deep
In everyone 
Who just wants to get along
And can feel in their bones
Our connection and a universal something
Which is in fact the lack of individuality
At our core.

From this universal sameness
You could even say - nothingness -
We project all our hopes and fears.

The problem with the idealistic indoctrination 
Is it wants to have it both ways
Individuality and universality
And so bridge the gap
Between fact and fantasy.

The problem with this 
Of course
Is despite all our hopes and fears
It will only end in tears
Because when people who have been hurt
Get tired of being hurt 
They don’t care who they hurt
And the truth of universality is simply
When we hurt others
We hurt ourselves.

(2/15/24)

Big Blue Cow

I saw her in a meadow high
Where red flowers touch the sky
Her eyes were mournful, so much inside
I looked within, skepticism died

(chorus)
I'm in love with a big blue cow
And a big blue cow loves me
She don't have a job, but she survives
Without that college degree
She don't take drugs, and she don't drink
We agree about politics, I think.

I used to date a gal, who talked a storm
But I felt cold, I had to feel warm
I wanted a date who understood me
This cow is electric, I touched the fence, and I see.

Now its the wrong species, my parents would plea
But species is what I say it must be
In Kindergarten, they indoctrinated me
with a gender book, for kids aged three

At this point, you might say I'm moronic
But true love is always platonic
over 28 percent of young women say they are gay 
I think that society made them that way

So don't laugh at me when I avow
eternal affection for my big blue cow
I'll go to the meadow, and gaze in her eyes
where bees buzz, and the condor cries

You may say I believe what I want to believe
But who doesn't, and love can't deceive.
© Gem Stone  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Soul River

Lemmings run in tunnels deep,
The obsessed won't let the phantoms sleep,
But I can't stampede with brainwashed sheep,
I plunged into the soul river.

Leaving the crowd was hard to do
My heart, deceived, believed it knew,
But I left the comfort zone, joined the few.
And plunged into the soul river.

I entered the heart of the silent night,  
Where the moon whispered soft and bright,  
A path of dreams, it just felt right,
Between the cliffs of the soul river.

Beneath the sky of endless stars,
I put on hold the wounds and scars,
The current took me, ventured far,
I drifted with the soul river.

[chorus]
Soul river, carry me,
To the place where I am free,
Free to think and disagree.
Free to pursue life's mystery.

Then morning came with golden hue,
Each dream left its subconscious clue,
My heart learned from the journey true,
Guided by the soul river.

Mountains reflect in serene clear lakes  
Though my friends don't learn from their mistakes,  
I will not be with them, for time rushes by
I'd rather feel bad with truth, then good with a lie.

Premium Member Ernie won't bite

I walked in Draper Park
Saw a family at a table, heard a dog bark
"Ernie's friendly," said the Mommy, "he won't bite"
A large goofy dog came at me, seemed alright.

Ernie growled, maybe because I smelled of beer
Or maybe because I didn't let him sniff my rear
But in Ernie's genes, a wolf pack in the night
from pet to threat, he transformed in plain sight

I sprinted to my car, I could read Ernie's mind
But Ernie wasn't far behind
Like a cheetah on the chase, he covered the ground
Ernie became Cerberus of Hades, that mythical hound

I made it to the car, Ernie's owner looked aghast
She said "he can sense personality; did you have a criminal past? 
I said "I volunteer at homeless shelters; I clean up hikers' trails
I donate to museums, never been in any jails."

The lady still looked at me as if I was to blame
Maybe people aren't rational, don't want to feel shame
It got me thinking, maybe all I've believed ain't true
Ernie really bites, maybe 4 ain't 2 and 2?

The told me in kindergarten that we can be any gender
And if we say we're not racist, we must be a pretender
Under Hamas rule, they assured, Palestine will be free
And under Kamala rule, we'll still have an economy
They warned we're in a patriarchy and must see the light.
Can I be sure that's all true, and that Ernie won't bite?

So now I live off the grid, on a houseboat, 
I read what the great philosophers wrote 
I prefer quiet waves, the seashore light
I left humans behind, because I got such a fright
The day that I found out that Ernie does bite.

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