Morals Poems - Poems about Morals

we know the difference between right and wrong we have a conscience that defines boundaries and sets the parameters of our defined integrity and this draws the confines ultimately of the way we live Posted on April 16, 2025...

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As I move through the layers of grief since the death, and the comments, opinions and beliefs. I...

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...Now many are probably thinking we don’t not have the tech for that! Altering worlds, bending gravity, we can’t do it now, that’s a fact. Not to mention radiation, we need better shielding, it’s true, but you don’t advance by waiting until it is all safe to do. Did those ancient Indians wait for heated trucks on the land bridge? No, they walked a frozen...

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It’s something that I have noticed through pretty much most of my life, a strange malaise of spirit that somehow just doesn’t feel right. As if we’re just spinning our wheels, as if we have beaten the game, no great mission, no great challenge, every day just more of the same. Some people even cheerlead this, say we should all get used to less, that...

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Now, being a senior citizen, Is it too late for me to reflect on, What went wrong in my life? Born and brought up in a family, Where morals and values played their role, I learned to call ‘a spade a spade’. My straightforwardness, distanced me From my relatives, and friends. ‘Tyrant’ is the title, I got from my...

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moral compass - needle moving erratically...

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I had to trade another jot, I had to sell a tittle. I had to cuz they told me that I had to give a little. I had to sit and wonder at the setting of the sun, what giving just a little costs when all is said and done. ...

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Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall He sits there all day long scaring The little boys who slip and fall Like a grown-up boy and daring One day he fell from the same wall While making fun of his old friends None helped him and none gave a call Learning a lesson, made amends Not to bother or hurt others In their bad time...

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As my lips edear to another tin I forget the morals that are held with in for drinking doesn’t releave my stress it just turns my brain into an emotional mess aiming for more but settling for less, as I mutter those fateful words, IM NEVER DRINKING AGAIN, I repeat the whole process, With a head thick as fog, and...

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The Male of the Species 8/23/2023 Why is it men sneer at women of the night? They think nothing,nothing of it when they cheat on...

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Always There are those who are always humble And those are arrogant and full of Who work in the call centres They are agents or bosses Each has their own agenda Either good or bad ever indifferent Which one are you Who do you aspire to be? An honest rep or scoundrel Brian didn't care for money He cared for success For success had a sweet...

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Tell me that you've felt a failure In doing what was right While pillows dampen, salted In dying sleepless night A wonder, wonders bless the wicked And the same thing in reverse Ensure the gnarled vines of virtue Not easily traversed With once a gleaming moral compass More a burden than a tool Its rusting ends give rhyme to meaning well A witty slogan of the...

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In the dark of the night, when all are sleeping, out of sight, the Oggles come out to play. For they love to flirt, in the rubbish and the dirt, a curious courtial display. For Oggles mate for life, on the banks of the Fife, wearing kilts like the Scottish do. With a fondness for tartan, and a raving for...

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I watched “Breakfast at Tiffany’s” last night - we’re going to be reading Truman Capote’s book after the break and I wanted to start thinking about it. The movie rewrites Truman Capote’s story, turning it into a romcom, completely eliminating the book's gay themes. I’d seen ‘Breakfast’ before, but now I’m a little older, and...

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We have evolved over the years As a people with a way of life We have learnt of a new way To express our anger at every passing day. They say you only die once, But today you have an option To die and live multiple times From bullets of insults And thriving emoji of assaults. So easy it is today To cross meadows and...

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