Leadership Poems | Examples of Leadership Poetry

It's one thing life is full of, change It is not enough we soar thirty century Future where unbelievable is possibilities reality Evolution mankind's ability to create a screen Even amongst themselves hide behind a image Perfection, what is it if we kill existence A war zone of destruction, our swallow hard Our pride, like...

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Since it already exists Why does Mr. Macron resist Simply recognize France’s Palestinian revolution Forget the ‘two-state Middle East solution’ ...

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I took a trembling island by the hand— Barefoot children, broken streets, A people shamed by foreign tongues, Their dignity pawned for crumbs of aid. I did not wait for the West to love us. They called me tyrant, Because I silenced the noise That kept my people in chains. They praised democracy— Yet their own hands were stained With centuries of empire and greed. I...

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They wear no crown, yet kings they reign, Invisible hands in shadowed domain. Their thrones are silence, veiled from sight— Yet nations move by whispered might. You vote, you cheer, you wave your flag, But strings are pulled beneath that rag. The leaders bow, the crowds applaud— But who commands? Not whom you laud. Money—their gospel, gold—their law, They script your fate with subtle...

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You rose to power not by accident, but through lineage, silence, and strategic brilliance. A princeling who studied shadows, You climbed the mountain of the Party with measured breath, one careful step at a time. Now, all roads lead to Beijing. The weight of the world rests on your shoulders. You are the firstborn of this new age— and with that birthright comes...

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tyrannic leader political depression in nature find peace ...

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Been around the world seen some strange sights in my time and looking back my favourite is a roadway sign of yellow and black viewed in the U.S.A. which read (intellectually challenged?) 'SLOW CHILDREN AT PLAY' ...

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Nine months after October 6, 1973 PM Golda Meir of Israel was history For an intelligence failure colossal She became a political fossil… Fast forward to October 7, 2023 ...

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Every forty-five minutes, thirty children vanish— not into memory, but into blood and rubble. The soil of Gaza drinks the tears of mothers, while those in power sip wine behind closed doors. This is not war. It is business— and crime is its most profitable currency. Why should we entrust justice to those who profit from injustice? Why should we plead with architects...

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Written By: A. Pseudonym The Motif was decided to precede each new verse The words were written to inspire a sound a big bold beautiful sound happy enough to smile melancholy from the frustration of lacking inspiration having been blessed with those who share the interest of completion and a strong spirt those music lovers are willing to collaborate and compose to complete that full rainbow of emotion that put's signatures on...

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She was happy to hear that drizzles had made the pollen more tollerable. She had been saddened by the large amounts of pollen that made herr eyes red and caused her to sneeze. Blowing into her bassoon became a chore due to the fact her nose was sore and sneezing bothered her. When the rains began she smiled: she wiped the dust and pollen off...

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uninvited meddling intruding on our happiness intruding and meddling undermining my who invited you into the mix how did you get involved with this acting like you supposse to be here who put you in our mix it aint cute it aint humorus punkazz moves this aint your introduction wondering who I am with like you Cupid or something get it right take your your Que and leave Emotional processing acting like a freind of...

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Leadership once stood so tall, But lost her spine along the hall. No knocks, no words, just silent calls— She wiped away the names on walls. Silence sits—a secret scribe, Whispers soft, commands prescribe. No voice to speak, no hand to shake, Just shadows where the echoes break. Respect once tried to find her place, But Ego barred her from the space. He strode in...

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To those who should have heard my plea— I write not bitter, but silently. In shadows where the messages fade, I found myself in silence laid. It started with a hopeful thread, A truth that whispered, softly said, To stir the waters, call a friend— But stillness echoed to no end. No ripples came, no words replied, Just empty space where trust had died. “You...

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none of heard the same words for we are individuals are we not? it is not our hearing that did not hear it is the interpretive additives we add for we are humans living our own life experiencing what no one else can for they are not us and we are not them none of us saw the same things for we do not seek...

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