Civilization Poems - Poems about Civilization

Nickel and dimed, nickel and dimed: the neglected human center can't hold undone for gold....

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I was beaten in school for speaking Themne my own tongue a melody they called a wrong note. I ran to my father for comfort but he looked away called me foolish for not knowing the world had changed. I knelt beneath the old tree offering thanks for rain and harvest they said I was lost praying to shadows and myths. I wore my lion skin...

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They saw a 19 ton truck rampage their way Death came to France on Bastille day 86 French folk died that patriotic date when Mohammed Bouhlei drove for Islamic State. At a Christmas market also sudden death She looked at an oncoming truck, drew her last breath 11 others died with her on what should be a happy time Anis Amri drove...

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they don’t walk like the rest of us— there’s a rhythm, yes, but it’s off-beat, like jazz played in a padded cell. it starts early—when the dog barked too loud and nobody hugged them after. the world lit its fuse, and turned the other way. they grow quiet in the corners of rooms, watching how the meat falls off the bone, how people talk...

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Civilization didn't just all at once upon humanity burst, It had to be thought up, and practiced, refined, and rehearsed. And just when folks finally got the basics down, They pulled up stakes and moved to town Because living in caves was the absolute worst. ...

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I’m an Asian So, I’m civilized! -Really? I’m a European; an American white I’m an Oceania and I’m civilized! -Really!? I’m an African Victim of apartheid An oppressed black But, I’m civilized! -Really!? I’m a highly educated Preacher, saint-type motivator First-class nation of the continent Aristocratic; elite business tycoon Yes, only I’m civilized crown I’m a Muslim; a Buddhist; a Hindu; I’m a Christian, a Jewish, and a civilized true I...

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In the twilight of civilization, shadows stretch like dusty memories, Europe and America, once beacons, retreat wearily from the stage of history, Under the pale light of days gone by, the depths of collective memory stir, The new era makes its presence felt, a mechanism pulsing with the cold rhythm of innovation. On the brink of this dawn, the...

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Self-defense mechanisms take over in times like these … No matter the provocation Don’t forget ‘thank you’ and ‘please’ ...

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A new day Without the sonorous Songs of songbirds And the bustle Of busy humans and animals. The sun struggled to rise, Struggled to shine, Weighed down By the dark couds of July. The clouds unleashed rain, The rain drenched and drained Our knapsack of knowledge. The iron birds Could no longer fly, The medicine men, The medicine women No longer know The cure for...

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When the heart breaks like a stone, sometimes we lose our words just like a pre-civilization mute and we cry and moan, in hurt, in anger, and in deepest of pain, and then we regain the words, as we put the pieces of our heart back together, put on the mask and start to act again. (11.28.2024) ...

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I barely feel the autumn chill, as all around me sawdust spills, my tiny daughter up the hill waves down, as little children will. The trees down here have only grown, blocked out the view we long have known, by nature’s chaos they were sown amidst the scattered rocks and stones. So I cut like those long before, to see this small vista restored, it...

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London people Londoners are very kind people, people of love, I love all of them It is good to live with them in this so fantastic world city, Metropol Metropol, the same as Athens in the old age; culture, civilization Live here is a great realistic dream, a gift from life; here lives on London Love My life On ...

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Life is just a game of breathing in and breathing out. Keep breathing and keep smiling. In the name of civilization, they have made life a competition. Let us take it as a game, play well and have fun all along. Life is not about winning or losing, it is about living and learning. More than the victories, failures teach us a lot...

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What is going on twigs of trees! Stillness and tranquility of nature Twitter of birds, sense of life Silent Love Away from industrial screens, Malicious false. Farm life Rich language Nature. Human greed Dragging man to deprivation From his ancient pure inherent nature of life To jails made of concrete, rush, and hardship. Is that civilization and...

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Contemplating Civilization Roger White Civilization is the skin that covers the body of mankind. It warms man when he is sanguine; enlightens man when he is melancholic. When torn by conflict, Civilization bleeds. As mankind recovers from disaster, Civilization heals. Its complexion bears the scars of rivalry and mortal struggle. Dissension does not wrinkle it, discord...

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