Looters Poems - Poems about Looters

Refrain from playing the looter Or the parasite who takes But always remain a builder And known as one who makes Yes build your life, proud and true This is the Bitcoin way Though looters claim we owe them As Ayn Rand used to say The looters count on Atlas… That he’ll hold the world in place But one day he will simply shrug And...

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The country's on fire Buildings ablaze A situation most dire Filmed through the haze. Protesters all shouting Passions inflamed Of their anger no doubting For the victim now named. They march with hands raised Indignant and loud Determined, unphased, To pressure unbowed. But the message is tainted The moment hijacked The vision now painted Of stores all ransacked. Looters in droves Their arms filled with goods From iPhones to clothes Their faces in hoods Frenzied...

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What a sad spectacle seeing hordes of people amid riots breaking into department stores and destroying businesses just to loot them. Stop the looting! Hands off the merchandise! How is it justice for George Floyd? for Eric Garner? for Michael Brown, Jr? for Tamir Rice? for Freddy Gray? for any future Black victim of police brutality? What makes you any different from those you supposed to be protesting against? Stay home if you'd rather loot stores...

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many days I've spent without any aromatic scent life bitter until now I'm hopelessness all foes have deserted only boredom and loneliness lack of brown buttered bread I'm exhausted for real parenting not fruitful here I'm hoping for looters to propose a deal unemployment galore nothing to spare I will resort to education they said it is a map to other tribes my tiny...

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Can’t understand why a woman’s heart grows so fickle It labels a man with clean intentions a bore Treating a player as though from him a miracle Would elevate her life to polish her social ore Into a gem that shines brightly To elicit her best qualities in advancing her best interests To the optimal level wisely and judiciously Although the player...

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The blind, jaundiced eagle falls from the sky. Falling free, it's the death of liberty. No need for autopsy to figure why. Is it freedom we want, or all things free? We’ll protect you from life so hazardous. We know how to fix it when you’re hurting. Blame those other guys, with laser focus, All hail the figure behind the curtain! It will...

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By Elton Camp Oh my, supplies are running low On another “shopping” trip they go Give the front windows a smash Then it’s snatch, grab and dash The store owner’s a man they know It’s a place where they regularly go His means of living to destroy They act like they much enjoy Employee jobs may well disappear The store won’t reopen, they hear Yet, they’re...

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I was told in the beginning That a wish may not well be unicorn With two winged thrust-thronged To soar upon the cumulus, And for those who are wishing Wishes to fall on their laps Were wholly rendered redundant, Those who...

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they plunder and loot the fruits of the founding fathers of this nation they think what we know is just what they they choose to tell us....

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