Peasants Poems - Poems about Peasants

A Queen by the name of Marie Antoinette Member of the Eighteenth-Century Aristocracy Set Told the peasants 'Eat cake,' then tossed them some crumbs They tossed back a knife with a note ~ 'You die, you bum'...

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Little peasants gather fuel. They stock their homes and gather goods For they are getting ready for winter's rule. For so in the deep woods, Winter can be cruel. There is snow, cold, and ice that doesn't melt. The village is swallowed up by the reign of the frost. Bitter and brutal elements will be felt. The warmth will then liberate what was...

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Everybody moved out of the country to get a taste of the shining city Ripe banana, ripe plums, are perishing in Uncle Sam’s broiling sun I cannot stand the scorching heat that is swelling up from the asphalt under my feet Sweat is dripping from my face and I am getting ready to run another race This race is...

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Who doesn't dream of dashing knights, nobility and power? Fortune, fame, and glory are the ornaments of the past. What family would not trade the humble cottage for the tower? To shed the wretched sackcloth and sleep in silk at last ... But hear me now, you spineless scum, my fathers were all peasants! German and Czech farmers without...

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For you I want to be strong For you I want to be weak For you I want to be a sinner For you I want to be a saint For you I want to be poor For you I want to be rich Just for you my baby I want to be your strength...

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You see us everywhere you go Every corner of your street house our offspring Every bridge in your city has become our refugee camp We are the people you call peasant We are the peasants with pleasant rags You see us at the entrance of your estates You see us at the gate of your beautiful companies In search of what our...

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Would you , give up your life For someone else’s lie ? I only have a one word question , That question would be why ? Have you , ever looked Into the eyes of evil ? Have you ever seen a fight Between a cobra and a weasel ? You call yourself a liberal How long will that last? Are...

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Peasants and Kings, in heaven are the same. The angels and God do not continue man’s game of separating the classes based on wealth or by birth; There are no differences in heaven as down here on the earth.   Souls do not reflect the color of one’s skin. Beyond the pearly gates there is no religion. But then, the souls who...

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Kings always rule princes always marry, jewels of royalty always glow through castle windows feasting and feasting, plotting the next war scheme. the poor smell the duck, the gravy. peasants dream of beheading the commander souls onced plan to unite for a cause larger than themselves, that day is lost now we glorify their stuffing feast the feel of fitting in with them makes you warm...

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Pitter patter on with perfect ambiguity Knowing only the knolls of the knave Brave, brave sir, mam, beware Aristotle to Aristocracy, I dare Peasants pair and say thou prayers The dusk-walker approaches You are now, the forgotten little roaches...

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Peasants of the Playbook You’re peasants of the playbook Yet you think you know the reason For the failure of the team That does the best it can this season And, massing in the mews You’ve raised the mewl to a mew Questioning the mastery Of a coach as good as two By what method do you meter The mettle of this man He coaches...

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