Best Mobbing Poems

How many minions, I wonder, are out there?
I read the signs and their narcissistic prayer.
Some feel righteous and hallowed indeed.
Preaching their hapless sanctimonious creed.

Ecstatic euphoria,...

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I'd like to apply for a permit
for a protest march
on the Washington Mall.

Lovely idea.
But, we're only issuing Mall permits
for Song and Dance Events.

I think this...

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I am done being your puppet
I am done fulfilling your wishes
I am done living your life
I am done being you
Living to throat clenching social conformities
The...

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parents sparrow's nest            					          ...

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Disgrace

Aloof the satisfaction of my indifference, I identified this taboo that seem to chime deeper into the ears of my heart demanding the poet's write...

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Obtain a regenerative yield,
a positive,
rather than negative, feedback loop,
better than a dissonance feedback screech
of mental and physical madness,
political parties become monocultural mobbing holocausts,
bodies become cancerous...

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Why do you love me, future seed, past flower
When I reminesce on deeds, on future glower

The flower of my youth was but a future forlorn
The...

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monstrous sound slashes silence              
the bellow of a giant beast, 
or the...

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I was a boy when we met .
Soulless with no practice to test ,
Selfless, that I couldn't share you my chest ,
And I remained so...

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Premature irrelevance of Donald Trump?

Heartfelt congratulations
to Raphael Warnock,
now slated to become
first Black senator of Georgia
cuz he defeated Senator
Kelly Loeffler quite a shock
as troopers fuel related...

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[Wishing a joyous Christmas to all the poets at Soup, and may all have a very happy, healthy and productive 2020!] 

Christmas has sadly lost...

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Friend,
Tell me no more...
Tell me no more about trust,
For trust is a barren risk,
A naked wire,
With no remorse or warranty
Tell me not about truth,
For truth...

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Plasticine-boy´s life was a continual liq quiver,
it was a sight to see.
There was nothing original in him, except fear,
without impulse nor opinion
even with no defined...

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I can't believe you don't believe
we just rolled passed your fenced in home
But we left something behind
People looking and thinking if we're their kind
I feel...

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Crows are mobbing a hawk,
it is perched on a high branch,
striving to ignore
the sharp beaked onslaught,
yet it cannot withstand for long,
the onrushing claws and wings.

The...

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