Corruption Poems | Examples of Corruption Poetry

I wore no uniform— just silence and suits. A ghost in global rooms, a whisper behind the curtain. I was a civilian, but my job was war. They called it "analysis," but what I did was study souls. The psychology of power— Presidents, rebels, kings. We knew their childhoods, their fears, their fault lines. I was trained to see through smiles. To know, from a handshake, what could break a man. Africa. We...

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Once upon a time in a faraway land There was an old man, who had forgotten how to speak His eyes would stare into the sky, void of any emotion, His scars turned wrinkles narrated an untold story His hands, never steady, always counting Sometimes in the middle of the day, he would scream But no sound would escape his mouth,...

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

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I am a Democratic Socialist I believe that the People should rule I believe that the taxes collected should be used for each life-saving tool For nobody gets rich on a island and it isn’t just fortune or luck It takes legislative-corporate corruption it is capitalism, running amok All those products the billionaires sell us charging upgrades for every new year Truth be...

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It started soft and slowly With only shallow things An itch or twitch or swallow But kindly not from me The walls would twist and turn at night And I’d be seeing things A pillow to hold a choir within And slowly simple things Would do more then make me mourn myself Do more then make me bleed My chest was heaving rocks and smoke Thrumming...

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Leukemia boys and Leukemia girls wave in hospital volunteers, as the angels wave them away. What is love? Beyond an overpriced ambulance ride, and an unnecessary hospital stay? The most beautiful things: summer sweat, and Rome after rain. Inside, a child draws a yellow sun with trembling fingers. The IV, taped down like it’s trying to hold him there. Forced positivity. A heart full of apathy. I see that same world you try to see with substance sober, and I’ll be the first to...

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I have seen a lot in this life, The only thing I haven't seen is that which doesn't exist, I have seen a lot in this life, That which my mouth cannot explain. Tell us what you saw Mr. Stephen, What is it you saw that Troubles you, Did you see the rainbow or seven colours of madness, Tell us Mr. Ekemezie...

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They are now but cash cows (a trough in which to quaff) for the many attendees who sit on long-winded Government-funded investigation committees no one around to hear the sound (of what falls in the woods) while their coffers swelled for all the papers printed on the ecology more than several trees were felled the fracking drilling boring too (found underground) wastes water in copious quantities releases greenhouse...

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the smell of smoke a token of a battle a war freedoms war cry ~ war tween states, country they want dire freedom hosted war of seventeen- ~ seventy-six year tea crates thrown in harbor seas fights America 07/14/25 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2025© ...

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Trumpcanoes vomit, diuretic lava flows: Justice melting down::-...

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Gangstalking is very inhumane Almost always leaving you insane Nobody seems to help or care Onlookers just sit and stare Echoes of fear, no place to be free Puzzled by what they hear and see Lost in shadows, yearning for dawn Victims missing and presumed gone Dreams whispered, seeking a sign Unpleasant life is anything but fine Echoes of hope, faint but still alive Unaware of...

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When the land was smooth, life brand-new In Eden, there lived one, then two Since the Earth's dawn, man walked as youth Life brand-new, when the land was smooth In the garden were two sweet blooms Under the care of watchful grooms Viscous phrases made ears harden Two sweet blooms were in the garden Between grapevines, our foe hid Still in great ruling halls...

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There was a time when you stood at the center of my sky, and I, small, humble, gazed upward in awe, letting your brilliance shape my world. Every word you spoke carved meaning into silence, every gesture gave weight to the air. I was nothing but a shadow you cast, grateful for the light. But I see now what I could not see then— the sun blinds...

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the floor’s too clean like someone scrubbed out a murder. the windows don’t show anything but a brick wall. this room might be a coffin with better furniture. he leans on the kitchen counter, flicking a lighter that won’t catch just the click, over and over, a metronome counting down to madness. i sit in the corner chair, and watch the wallpaper breathe. the fridge...

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O Ursula, crowned not by grace, but by shadows, You wear the EU like a robe stitched with silence. You spoke of democracy with polished lips, Yet your fingers typed millions into secret deals, Your phone — the vault of truth — wiped clean Before justice could knock. Once a daughter of public trust, Now a ghost in marble halls. While Europe bleeds...

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