Best Maltreated Poems

It's absurd to think we're surrounded by love
Children shed tears, malnourished and maltreated,
Men go to war, fight, and die without justice,
Women are dejected by society, bounded by clothes of a prostitute.

 It's absurd to think we even have laws 
Murderer at every corner, masked by...

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They packed us in ships and boats.
Sardines have more space in their cans as compared to us,
Low ventilation, no water, little food,
Out of our land of abundance, land of riches, land of gold, 
We sailed off to the land unknown,
‘Door of No Return’, that was...

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What is she singing off, war or peace?
What is she humming of, that made the 
Grasses howled and the trees bent so low touching the ground?
Why would she disturb the peace of the forest
In such early morning with her bitter songs and voice
Breaking the winds...

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Humming wind in a wider sky,
Turbulent perhaps catastrophic omen.
Thy born a curse of a forlorn life,
conceal nor run tranquil dim will bloom.

Stare those hands, repulsive, fracture
Mirrored of the vulnerable surrender.
Eyes that dehydrated from lengthy groan,
Mystified encountered amid spirit and mind.

Mountainous, could forest perhaps deserted…
It ought...

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These scars upon my wrist, fresh and wet,
Harsh actions displaying my love,
When sorry is the only word she cannot accept,
The only way I know is for me to feel the hurt,

Grown to feel discarded and left all alone,
Drowning in uncertainty of my roots,
Anarchy apparent from...

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The risk added excitement at the time, 
Admittedly a conscious decision was made to commit a crime.
Not yielding to ethical thought, 
Reluctant to believe that the transgression would be caught.
Self-assured I say ....weep not.

Disjoining, conviction, and separation of family,
Sustaining the ability to hold on to...

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Through this road of sorrow i walk in pains
Looking up to the gathering cloud of 
Thunderous rain 
Downcast.
I was pushed to the world as an outcast.
My spirit groaned and wailed.
The soil hated my footsteps
Just as the sun hit my eyes as i looked it in...

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Night had been short, I still was highly tired
for my bones had been badly maltreated
during exhausting marches. I admired
comrade John who recently had cheated
the Reaper in the north at Stamford Bridge.
I left the troops and headed for a beech
where I relieved myself. The coming fight
transformed...

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Sitting here in this dark room
Here we're all darkness rules
There over by the shoe rack
Is the reality clear and stark
That I will never be loved
Nor will I be gentle as a dove 
 
I've lost my book through and my father's wife
There is no compassion...

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Polithieves
On my behalf, a conclave of crows
Then, my Imminent appointment follows
Orchastrated triumph at the polls
Heralds me into Parliament of Owls
Perching in the FAAC Convocation
In control of State notes
I go swift lyk Abacha o. 

I have the antidote to your sting
The unremitted signed-off sum
arouses my Swiss...

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I am black
Dark black in my skin
I have never thought of changing it
Or improving it in their eyes-
They that named me as a beast
They that maltreated me with their minds
They that enslaved, and hated me with all the books they know
I am still black.

I am...

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I am more than scarred flesh, 
and spirit.
I am more than the memories of his pugnacious tone,
and invective words.
I am more than my poor choices,
more than the flashbacks tearing at my soul. 
I am more than just a victim,
more than my own malefaction. 
I am...

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Tatters, a tall funny clown
Is so famous in town
Always at a birthday party
Making kids extremely happy

But every trick or joke he makes
A disguise of his heartaches
Brought by his painful past
Grown at streets, feeling outcast

Parents died when he was ten
Adopted, abused and maltreated
He left home and...

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Silenced, oppressed, tamed voices,
Tears of the innocents, amidst crisis
Genocides, massacres, fear of ISIS
Supposed friends of the masses, turned enemies

In the web of ignorance entangled
Deprived, cheated, manipulated, strangled
Betrayed by the ones we trusted the most
Became prey in the hands of whom we seek solace

As servants gasping...

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Haughty hefty Helga has healthy hatred
Igniting ignorant Inga’s inebriated idiocy
Justifying jealous Julie’s juvenile judgements
Kindling crafty Kara’s crazy critter-like craftiness
Leaving Lonesome Larry loathing lofty lying Leland
Making Malicious maltreated Mallory manageable
Nasty negativity nonchalantly noticeable in Neverland....

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