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Fury for the Masses VII: The Digital Haze
Fury for the masses a static hum blares through the digital ether fingers swipe left then right hearts race pixelated chaos unfurling black flags fly! An electric storm of fury? a parade of images blinding a pixel a pulse a scream? shadows of war loom large? A darkness-play on the walls of our minds! Fragments of lives broken and whole? Spiraling through glassy screams each face a mask! Fury for the masses? Red...

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Categories: masses, allusion, art, culture, dark,
Form: Free verse
Fury For The Masses VI
Fury for the masses neon pulses bleed into the damp air screens flicker frantic fireflies spitting chaos into living rooms, void! Each pixel is a distant mind bomb echoes of sirens shatter the night. Feel the heart of asphalt jungles where skyscrapers are tombstones for dreams buried in hashtags. Shadows reach, hungry n restless feasting on the memories of despair. A parade of facades ghosts behind the...

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Categories: masses, america, anger, art, city,
Form: Free verse



Fury for the masses: God King
We've tipped the scale, Crossed the line, flags droop and fail. Fury for the masses… Nine's almost here, Lost our minds, consumed by fear? I'm a ghost in my own street, The faces I trusted, they're obsolete. Fury for the masses… Traitors swarm, not you, not me, This land's a stranger, can't you see? A nation of fools a...

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Categories: masses, america, anger, angst, anxiety,
Form: Rhyme
NATION OF STAMPEDES
Nature did not unleash her terror on us as it did with Noto, Haiti, or the Indian Ocean. We abuse nature with the stamp of leadership which impedes lives, causing artificial stampedes of hunger, worse than nature's disasters. Quakes of human stampedes everywhere! Ibadan free funfair stampede Okija and Abuja free rice distribution stampedes are only where the lens focused, away...

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Categories: masses, abuse, corruption, food, humanity,
Form: Free verse
Mr Slim
He was a born teacher From birth destined to be You'd know by his phene. In capitalist-run schools He's taught for many years Earning pennies for labour. Three years a beneficiary On stipend of N-power teach The Program axed by corruption. Then long a community teacher He's rendering public service For little pay out of community levy. He's adept; he got more papers Hoping for full...

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Categories: masses, abuse, betrayal, career, future,
Form: Blank verse



Premium Member The Rot of the Republic
Listen up, 'cause I'm about to spit some truth About a disease that's eating our society from the root Corruption, the silent killer, the thief in the night Stealing our future, our justice, our right Bribes exchanging hands, backdoor deals in the dark While the common folk struggle, just trying to make their mark Services meant for all, now reserved for...

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Categories: masses, corruption, people, power, society,
Form: Free verse
EGG SHELLS
What has happened To the masses Trying to pretend We're put into classes Does it really matter Who you partner with? To whom you have a natter? What advice you give? Are all lives the same? Don't you want peace? Maybe no one's to blame For past atrocities These egg shells are weak Careful where you walk They act so...

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Categories: masses, anti bullying, culture, love,
Form: Rhyme
WAKE UP ! WAKE UP !
WAKE UP ! WAKE UP ! (SONG) {CHORUS : Cosmos is breathing through you ! wake up ! wake up ! ...

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Categories: masses, age, blue, change, earth,
Form: Imagism
Election Problem: the Court; the Umpire; Party and the Masses
WHAT THEY SAID: MASSES: Our votes must count! AREA BOYS: We only know our pay master, the originator of stomach infrastructure PARTY MANIFESTOS: LP: You won't labour in vain PDP: When we were in charge, we were the biggest economy in Africa APC: We will "cushion" the effects of subsidy removal and increase "minimum" wage. THE UMPIRE: Bimodal voter accreditation system (BVAS) and...

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Categories: masses, africa, conflict, satire, trust,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Not Everyone Needs Stuff That Appeals To the Masses
be relatable but I am exactly that behind the facade...

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Categories: masses, anxiety,
Form: Senryu
Earth Sing Song
I am a spherical being called Earth Everything in me was meant to live Except the irony called death Sadly,on my terrain it moves My secrets were meant to be secret Not stuffs inmates discuss in classes It was not even said in discreet But a topic for the masses Inside me, humans lives Power and strength strives To prevail over nature's course My weaknesses they...

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Categories: masses, poetry,
Form: Pantoum
Premium Member Jagged Rocks
Do you ever feel like – You are being driven onto jagged rocks By an unforgiving tide, Searching for a refuge, Searching for somewhere safe to hide? Feel the world is spinning much too fast And you are barely hanging on, Like a vinyl record spinning out of control And you don’t like the song? Feel like you are on a sheer cliff face And...

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Categories: masses, dark, deep, depression, freedom,
Form: Rhyme
Fury For the Masses V
Weapons of mass fury Locked and loaded watching the media Snow falling on tombstones Blinding the world fury for the masses raise our glasses pour the wine Lets toast the insane in the consciousness of the sublime the memory of a nation Watch the world burn feeling the heart a blaze see the child watching TV of...

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Categories: masses, adventure, allegory, allusion, anger,
Form: Free verse
Fury For the Masses IV
Weapons of mass destruction a time for mass production this is the way the world will end in silence, this is the way the world is ending in violence chaos, religion, and super media stars in a new world order of electric cars and topless bars fury for the masses shatter the hourglass as shadows are...

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Categories: masses, allegory, allusion, anger, art,
Form: Rhyme
The Late Sani Abacha
Nigerians’ most feared President And possible Hell-fire President But rather My Bad Friend I had to mourn his ***** end For the Cameroonian Presence in Bakassi He beautifully dismissed as a heresy: A subject of panicking intricacy On his dining table chewable delicacy… Save that his sit- tight anxiety Was the damnedest Impropriety? The Masses’ wish for democracy breath- choking The masses ready for...

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Categories: masses, abuse, anxiety, character, corruption,
Form: Rhyme

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