A Remote Control
With a remote control
Everything may be at your fingertips
But not human rights
Man with wisdom is difficult to control
Bribery and scandal will be questioned
A peaceful demonstration may occur
Protesting
For human rights and justice
The country is neither under one person
Nor controlled by the only remote control
Called hegemony
But under the whole people's rights
But under God's protection
But
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Categories:
demonstration, peace, rights, wisdom,
Form: Free verse
Conflict and Compromise
Somebody starts everything
As a conflict
And makes it a compromise
In front of bribery
Election canvassing
Demonstration or strike
A long way to fight indeed
For truth and justice
Which is already existed
Before we arrived at this world
Why
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Categories:
demonstration, conflict, truth,
Form: Free verse
A Shotty Demonstration
A fictitious depiction
And a raunchy display
Introducing much suspicion
Of what had really taken place
Excuses came in, sloppy
Inconsistent to say the least
The whole ordeal felt choppy
With a coat of thick deceit
A shotty demonstration
To unfold before my eyes
And when it reached the end
Parted curtains revealed the lies
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Categories:
demonstration, betrayal,
Form: Rhyme
A Demons Demonstration of Sacrafice
She appeared through the darkness,
Crawled into my bed
Twisted herself right into my head.
She cast a spell
That would last all night
And dissipate with morning light.
I would tell you
If I could
She spoke a language not understood.
I was mesmerized.
I couldn't resist.
I followed her right into a mist.
Reds and blues
Purple-ish shades.
Lit up this scene in a beautiful way.
Then
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Categories:
demonstration, beauty, evil, fantasy, imagination,
Form: Narrative
London Demonstration
London, London the sea is no longer calm
The Wind blows violently
The God’s are angry
There is a new government on the rise
Elected to bring change.
Men in suits that know no pain
Hearts harden, Soul blank
They plates are filled
They bellies are full
Knock, Knock open the door
Innocent babes are crying.
Their eyes are dark,
Their skin are pale
Their
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Categories:
demonstration,
Form: Rhyme