Marginalization Poems - Poems about Marginalization

DILAPIDATED GLOBE A weary pneuma bleeds Tears of the miserable The poverty-stricken tumbledown The opulence shows gusto. At the sight of the indigent But very penurious in helping... They live in safety isle But parade in the dilapidated globe. Masses weep Agony of the wretched man Mercy he pleads To mother earth and nature. Under a thatched leaking roof Muds fall at bewitching hours Petite ice drops like contingent snow If...

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The sun rose slowly over the horizon and fell, We are the giant of Africa, Relying on the neighboring and international dwarfs for economic and socio-political development, A situation for the angels to weep over. Corruption, marginalization, favoritism, nepotism and insecurity hung like wet blankets, Families are crying, children are dying, The government remained silent as the sheeted dead, A total impression...

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We have left home! To countries where our fundamental human rights are respected and valued. We have left home! Because our leaders got money for politics, But can't fund our colleges and universities. We have left home! Our hospitals got no potent medicines, And our people are dying every day like flies. We have left home! Because religious intolerance and tribalism has brought segregation...

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Fix your shrewd gaze appraisingly upon a poor man, Tell me what you see, Take your time and scrutinize a jobless graduate, Tell me what you see. Surf through the eyes of convicts and prostitutes, Tell me what you see, Take your time to scan the face of a homeless and hungry citizen, Tell me what you see. Is there any point living...

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Yesterday, Yes. May, 1956, The liquid black gold formed the beginning of greatness In Oloibiri and later in the entire Niger Delta communities. Today, we are drinking from the rivers polluted by oil spillage, Many of us regret being a mortal in our ancestral homes, Because of your nurtured, fertilized, and perpetrated damages. You Kill, Sure. You oppress, But why? Forcefully you suppress, You pauperize, Openly. Yes....

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Like Abraham Maslow's highest Hierarchy of needs theory, You are a ruler, self actualized and need not to worry. You look down to downgrade the poor from your mansion, That has been your passion. You shine so bright like a light, Brightening the paths of your loyalists at night, You have stood time still, Crushed emotions, souls and let their blood spill. You...

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They say, a time cometh where a lad and a lass strike parity. The thought itself is everlasting insanity. For the world is gruelling and they ooze of pity And men's politicking,to them,is a feat near impossibility. Drums are not needed to boom my views. All hail men! Women pay your dues. Woman, whilst we engage in battle, face your cooking...

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