Elitism Poems | Examples

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here we careen through the scheme
riding the vortex of the american dream
seen behind the blind scenes in hiding
keep fighting the design on the frontlines.

the career of a degenerative peer
is not measured by how they appear
or adhere the commandeer of said steer,
as long as they down beer and disappear.

clear as this fixates the mistake of the states
we would augmentate and drown hound fears
sheer will could astound the nouns quo
leaving them in tow with woe as one said so.

illuminate the sewn, find a darker home alone,
brash and beating the bone into the stone,
not grown eating scones of the blindly shown
that well-known handmade status throne.

grenade low tossed at the cost of some human loss
for fuel that is obsolete and crude at high-spreading moss
green fabric the waxen-elitism roster head boss
with a thumb gangrene, the color of his blood pulse.

down a flask of mezcal with a spliff of mary jane,
we aim to numb the pain from their dumb games -
switching lanes through the lazy river zaftig maze,
eyes glaze over, middle fingers raise at their gaze

And Justice For fAll

Cygnus Atratus event will comeAtUs 
with cockleshells and beheadings apparatus 
if this admin continues with it's modus operandis.

Two tiers of justice tells the tale,
of those who esteem not the People.
What sense does it avail to acquire the data 
of Citizen, while leaving open the border?
What manner is this, 
that states of
words, "protest peacefully" as an insurrection?
To acquire of the fourteenth amendment 
and so forth seek to rig yet another election.
If the bogus claim of insurrection "leader" is true, 
then isn't it also within the same vein, 
to work that justice system into the open border 
as an invasion, plan?
Presidential disqualification, theme?

Justice only by name, connections, fame. 
Elitism, celebrity, money, 
towing the Fallen Angel.line. 
Event on the Horizon...

"Black Swan" meets "Fantastic Freddy" 
treats "Social Credit Score System."

One Tier of Injustice.
Evidence?
Them against US.
"I hold these truths to be self evident..."

Poverty Is Expensive

Poverty is expensive
To those already poor -
Costing their time, wages

And spirit, yet they live 
A hopeful porter
In their villages -

Subject to elitism. 
I, for one, never
Received an invitation.

Booted

Booted 
The boss was a real ing wanker who abused his position
Now he’s got the golden boot and is no longer there
But he goes to the company cark park to see his lieutenant
Who is just the same as him an equal seller more arrogant!

The original boss was quite a nice guy not a bastard
It was his elite selling unit he set up that stunk of elitism
You’re not ing fighter pilots so why the fake Godliness
It all stinks of bull and **** licking all the way

Tong that far up the butt it comes outa their damn mouth
Who will fill the original boss’ boots will it be his lieutenant?
Who went to the same skool and was trained the same way
Instructions and orders are sent via messenger do this and that

Keep at it run the account my way this way I’m still there
My influence is like Uncle Joe Stalin always present and seeing
Give them Hell drove them to break to leave hire and fire ‘em
Still give me some wanga it’s my account even if I’m booted

Varieties

VARIETIES
perceptions
of
elitism
in
polished
presentations

amazing
collaborations
diverse
where

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gestures
collide
to
focus
in
a
proper
setting

a
realm
a
mainstay
a driving
force
performance
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footnote
of
tomorrow

NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE   using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.

America 5

A nation that has a wealth of knowledge
Mainly rejected because the greed of few
Eduction is based on elitism not geniuses
Reaching full potential benefits everyone
Ideas and their creations are investments
Choose a new future learn from your past
A nation united will inspire that new future

The Future of Nuclear Weapons

Throughout the world many nations, 
possess their own stockpile of nuclear weapons, 
all programed for very specific target destinations.
The general view of the population,
is that not one will ever be launched in any situation,
because the retaliation would mean planet earth's destruction,
and result with our own extinction.
Today powerful politicians, lawyers and businessmen,
are uniting worldwide for global elitism.
When they succeed world dominium,
every single one of those nuclear weapons,
will be at the fingertips of all of them,
and maybe they will launch every now and then,
only one, wiping out entire major populations,
just to show the world who is boss, discouraging any rebellion,
but then again, maybe nothing will happen,
but it's certainly something worth considering my friends,
because if we continue to remain complacent and do nothing,
there will be no prevention,
for this very potential, likely future of nuclear weapons.

Verve Or Favor

Be optimistic rather than fatalistic.
Don't squander and be elated hedonistic.

Retain moving; only the obdurate survive.
Hand jives your way to contrive.

Slump or solidity must be omitted. 
Wear awe mood when having moved. 

Don't be shy in taking elitism.
Self-reliance is a wedge of realism.

Degenerate Culture

I'm reading "Daring Democracy,"
Frances Moore Lappe and Adam Eichen,
noticing here too
racial justice glops onto EarthJustice.

This isn't news,
although maybe gospel GoodNews,
that polycultural regenerativity
and multicultural democratic health
are two reverse faces
of White
and Climate
Fragility,

In turn,
the ancient green health/wealth Face
resisting white nation-state western privilege,
militarism
colonialism
patriarchalism
nature/spirit dualism
fundamentalism

Anti-evangelical multicultural health,
regenerative wealth.

I lay my Daring Democracy paperback aside
lost in wonder
how we ever could imagine
degenerative monocultural elitism
as more worthy of a healthy democratic republic
than regenerative polycultural privilege
of sacred grace

Equally true
and cause for gratitude
whether atheist,
and/or monotheist,
and/or polytheist,
and/or pantheist,
and/or panentheist,
and/or ecologist,
and/or co-redeemer for EarthJustice.

League of Ecofeminist Rainbow Conservation Voters

There is this thought,
in Leagues of Voters,
continually arising
from East to West
and South to North
and Left to Right,

That we need to make win/win nice
with our mammalian cousins
on land and sea
or only mean old reptiles
and hungry predative birds and insects
will remain
to design Earth's future cultures
and regenerations.

Others feel this prejudice
for wombs over eggs
and nuts
and seeds
is merely ignorant elitism,
as if humanimals
are not capable of reacting
like rattlesnakes
and scorpions
wherever and whenever our environmental climate
fails to comfort
and entertain us.

Womb supremacists
and egg empiricists
and seed originalists
all agree,
regardless of ZeroZone resourceful structure,
win/win cooperative economies
are healthier than win/lose ego-empowering constitutions,
whether capital declared
or politically implied
by organizing skills fostering more wars and competition
more than love and cooperative education.

This reminds me of a Japanese saying,
There is luck in the last portion.

Whether good luck or bad,
well-wombed or bad-seeded,
this saying leaves to us
to predict and actively hope for
or against.

A Hopeless Optimist

My hope was my delight boundless,
Unfettered, unbridled!
It unfolded a conformity in my life
Albeit many stumbles and 
Discords of life I survived, 

Life’s evil breaths had scalded my redolent hope,
My silent words were hardly heard, 
Hardly understood!
From life to life I pursued the hope,
It was crumpled, dead and alive again!

A south wind once blew over me, it brought the 
Herald of hope, my hope was enough to affright
A dystopia filled with greed and elitism,
Unwavering were my subdued instincts to my hopes 
And desires in delights and despair, 

They evoked me desperately to sojourn  
For a while in this chaotic earth to acknowledge
Its rendition of humanism, its entente with mankind, 
I found for certain, my hope had to
Strive more to win out!

Planetary Catharsis

This kindred of separation
this breed apart
this top of the food chain
and its self distinction by the manipulation of thumbs

This arrogance of intelligence
with its pocket-sized reasoning of knowledge
and by default applies its logic
this incongruent species of taking everything for granted

These nations of waring factions
and the tyrannies of their religions
and all their obsessive obsessions with death
and all their cognitive dissonance of life

All the distractions
the desperate intentions
to impart some measure of meaning
some inkling of purpose for a life they have never really lived

Predisposed to elitism
by their own sense of division
this bipedal predator of vertebrate mammalian
assumes all of creation was only created for them

And in their frustration
and with their playground experience
they build all manner of weapons
to beat the crap out of the people living with them

Still the sun shines
and only by its grace do they continue to exist
all the quantum theories and universal singularities
do not help them with catharsis
they survive only by the elements of a planetary symbiosis

Pleas From Aleppo

An elitism set awhirl like a spinning top 
Buoyed in hypocritical double standards and flimsy hoax
A nuisance that seems to never stop 
And the world Is stage staggering in its hazards and coax 
In constrained selective sympathy and nuance 
As the pressed lurk in their solemn withering plight 
And the hashtags and social media rage made no functional relevance 
Whiles sentiments and selective sympathies fade overnight 
Accompanied by lukewarm solidarity as it always been 
Yet blood thirsty fanatics hide behind elitism to perpetrate unbelievable crimes 
Fuelled by greed and damned ideologies obscene 
And the aftermath,A cacophony of unheard bestrewn voices too sublime for a shift in paradigm  
And they cry in the dirt and dust yet we care less 
So they live to die another day in their darkness and hopeless distress

Climatecare

How would I describe
my spiritual commute to a place of optimally healthy enterprise?

Am I more of a monoculturing mind
for commodifying my Business,
sometimes BadNews for more vulnerable competitors?

I hope my monochromatic elitism
gives way
to active hope
and faith
and love
for polycultural creolizing outcomes
of WinWin plays and games,
reforesting external EarthNature,
while reweaving internal EarthSpirit.

Matriotic Revolutions reweaving my nutritionally organic mind
for restoring healthy souls,
wombs,
systems,
networks,
re-creating extended organic family bodies,
democratically inclusive 
liberating-conservational living dipolar constitutions,
therapeutically cooperative educational systems
for optimizing health care, nutrition, energy, life
polypathically dancing
within polyphonic democratic empowerment circles,
singing ringing love anthems 
of democratic Energy
yet emerging healthier climates
for All EarthSouls.

A Form of Rule

The nervous chatter
The haunted stares
The muted prayers
Their motherland
Totters all about

Democracy gone bad
Democracy a tool
Of elites to amass..
Power with a guise
Of legitimate rule..

A sad twist of affairs
Has the motherland
Tottering in gloom

Modernization.. is it
Westernization.. is it
Democracy.. elitism
Now has them disillusioned
Going at each others jugular

Please dream my people
Of home grown solutions
Please do break away
From the chains of reasons
From the chains in seasons

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