Middle Class Poems - Poems about Middle Class

Colonization

One country controls an another is colonization,                                        This process of power leads to imperialism,  

Poverty

Poverty sneaks
through her wet garment
on the terrace

she talks to herself cursing
the day she was born and left
to negotiate truths
of gender, sex and adulthood

in the middle class
one-room apartment
physical rigmarole
buries sick delight
hope of wellness
fast and Sunday mass

sink into dusk
and darkness eats
into her silence


--R K Singh

Middle Class and High Class

strange these people
with elevator out of service face ...
   they would like to climb higher
but they stand still. In life...

Strange heart, Concorde face
people who would like to ascend to heaven
but who never realized the true height... of life...!..!

A Basic Economic Reality

A basic cause of inflation is an economic reality
Which has little to do with prevailing political ideology,
Rather it is rooted in elementary consumerism
And stopping it depends on a proper methodology.
Demand for a specific commodity goes out of control
When there is far more demand than availability.
Simply, a shortage of supplies to meet the demands
The higher price

Middle Class High Class

High class  arrogant
     and the middle class what is ?
       amidst of mistakes

Discouraged

Hard to not be discouraged
When the world keeps getting in your face
Hard not to give up, give in 
When you just can’t keep up the pace

More bad news
Another job lost
Just can’t keep up 
With Rising costs

Not just me
It’s everyone I know
No one has answers
Or knows where to go

I want to make things simple
But my soul

The New Middle Class

The new middle-class

I’m making a soup the house smells of garlic
they tell me, in building, I use too much of this delicious onion
here in Portugal were all meals has garlic as an ingredient.
But I do as I please, they can close a window or  off.
I do not belong here in an apartment building with

Woke Or Woken

Woke or woken?

I am a middle-class player
So some politicians say
Not in so many words
But in their interesting way

You’ve heard it, haven’t you?
The ravings of some pure, enlightened and woke capital-city greeny
So our deputy ruler said
At least I am not brain dead I thought
Caught between reality and their world
Woke I guess to their untruths
Where disbelief governs
And

Post-Minimalist Portrait of a Lower Middle Class American--Digital Text On Computerized Canvas

tequila smells like nail polish 
and then lemon put in it
tequila now smells like nail polish with lemon

and youre vulnerable to retching
because nail polish regardless of whether there is lemon in it or not
is dangerous because of fruity solvents
like toluene and butyl acetate and ethyl acetate
and plasticizers like dibutyl phthalate 

and to be perfectly honest

The New Stock Indicator Creation

We call it the "Trickle"!!!!!Wealth itself needs an "Indicator":No matter how rich you maybe,or no matter how poor you may be we all want to"Trickle" an increase in our "Money"!!!!! We have heard it said that "Wealth can "Trickle Down"or "Wealth can "Trickle Up",and that may be true?Wealth can "Trickle in,and Wealth can "Trickle out",and

Middle Class Dismissed

Marginalized middle finger people
moving upwardly mobile
on a quality-of-life escalator going always down

Mall pallbearers for the palladium pocketeers,
(them who bring forth weekly pocket tears)
Three-piece suit gator claws with Wall Street wolf ears

Kiss-the-ring finger people
trying to climb up the societal brass rung
Getting pyramid food chain hung — 

Pink slip of the tongue
will make the money grubbers
perennial bottom

Messed Around With Middle Class

Messed Around With Middle Class

Trump truly seems to be a fat ass,
Messing around with middle class;
Hard to endure,
Know for sure;
We have started running out of gas.

Jim Horn

Horror Has Happened

Horror has happened day by day;
Destroy it there must be some way;
What we will do,
Does come true,
When God will be in words you say.

Beyond Control

Trump's power has

David Cameron and the Middle Class Lass

David Cameron and The Middle Class Lass

She was ‘ordinary’, ‘middle class’ a ‘one of us’ kind of lass
Or at least that’s how she was presented through the rose tinted glass

And the message that was there was hope for us all
That we too could go to the ball
And we watched and watched and waited and waited

Middle Class Alcoholics

Middleclass alcoholics 

After a heart attack my life as seaman was over, so I went back to school 
and trained to become a shrink helping people with addiction problems
and for this I got a diploma. My first job was in Norway, at a private clinic,
helping businessmen to confront their problem, it was an expensive place

The Pang of the Middle Class

You look down and see 
There are lot of people with out proper meal
On the street beg children 
Thousands of people without sanitation 
And you take a pang 
In your mind always moves a plan
How to develop  
How to uplift them 
And you live nearer to them,
 Just above their rung 
They look up

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