Corruption Poems | Examples of Corruption Poetry

Worth a Fight. It is no longer about right or wrong. it is about taking a stand Against those who came to this country  to escape poverty and tyranny, and now want to end democracy  The unwritten consensus among people of different classes.  We have become soft liberal,  Christianity, you said?  Don’t make me laugh; we are far too Self-assured  to believe...

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An untold story of black British history Throughout history our voices have been silenced But what happens When they take it further and murder us? What about those who were permanently silenced? How will they speak up about how they were 'welcomed' with violence? But I have a voice and I will speak it The stories Of the forgotten...

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The sun has gone to rest my babes I give you this last tale If only you will sleep my dears For you will I regale There was a man of great esteem In wild woods afar No one knew his given name They called him Mr. Tar They named him such for all his soul Which some...

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You can never know who was watching waiting for you to say no. To say no to injustice to broken systems and lies. To say no to drug abuse to bullies in disguise. Raise your voice sound the alarm just maybe your words will shatter the harm. Maybe your voice will rewrite the story. Maybe your voice is their path to glory....

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Find fortitude and strength when life gets tough Keep going when the future's looking rough Step back from those whose only claim to fame Is deceitfully blackening your name. Sadly there are those who will bring you down Turning smiles upside down and brows to frown They’ll get their comeuppance, yes that is true For God knows exactly the bad they do. He...

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River makes its final clunk Between Hills Rolling boulders like turtle shells Empty of their mouths and hearts River bent Flailing legs and neck No longer reflects The sun and moon From water’s absence down its back. Turns her terrible brittle head From me Teeth gnashing on the spools of willow To her memory When mud was forest Footsteps Croaking with frogs and dazzled with dragonflies Ringed in a halo of cold...

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Great American Literature Our bookshelf groaned under the weight of American Literature, and my mother was principally a communist. An American Tragedy, I read at fourteen, and my fascination with A Bridge over San Louis Ray was endless, and so it went on. I joined the youth wing of the communist party of Norway, it lasted a month; they kicked me out I knew...

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The point of no return could be global or individual but never is it in the middle. It is a horizon of dreams aloft in hope held by tentative strands of rope that weaken and deny what hearts are seeking. It is love, stirred with hate that drips need to bleed us, heal us and force...

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The Vatican hides many books, but some stories bleed through stone. He was Pope Fourteen, God's chosen hand, A shepherd cloaked in crimson and command. But beneath the weight of holy crowns, A man still burns when no one's around. She was Anna, a Catholic nanny, pure and fair, With ink-black eyes and Marian prayer. She sang the hymns with sacred grace— But...

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Demagogue not pedagogue Aghast & agog Perfidious insidious fog Reeks of the past Slog through the smog Musk seeks to flog Earth & its serfs Downed & drowned In his dystopian bog Even starry nights Elon’s neon satellites Seedier media perch Utter nutter besmirch Thriving in the gutter Conniving depriving church Vex "X" & Tech T-Rex hex Or next bogus Rogan Bogan slogans prevails Alpha male tales derails Sod the planet’s scars Cruise trips to...

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The skin I have Black Vs The skin they wanted White It was like a lifelong competition With only one condition Whiteness wins And well blackness Loses So from young they Indoctrinated us Into believing White=advantage Black=disadvantage And if you were somewhere in the middle Well that's their decision You better hope that you get...

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Locked up in a cage. But the beasts are allowed to roam. The lights are dimming and the darkness grows thick. It is like a mirror on the wall. Reflecting everything in which you desire but can never have. Those who takes gets. And those who gives loses. The scales have broken. And you sit alone. Crying on your throne....

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the wind whispers, speak not against corruption- you'll have no friends....

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Unlike the headlines in their tabloids This land was not a den of thieves Not orphans begging at their gates Nor lazy minds with rolled-up sleeves It’s home to those with skin like night But hearts that shine a like gold Its people brave and its stories bold Their wisdom deep and their spirit bright It holds a culture vast and admirable A place...

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It's right out in the open for everyone to see ~ puppets bought and paid for dancers strung and played delusional parrots with microphones hostages read the demands of a madman while maintaining somewhat of a poker face It's never been so obvious : integrity has its price....

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