Cry Political Verse Poems
These Cry Political Verse poems are examples of Political Verse poems about Cry. These are the best examples of Political Verse Cry poems written by international poets.
The Fear Frenzy Makers
abortion, america, anger, perspective,
While we sit with our coffee and poetry,
The Fear Frenzy Makers burn the midnight oil.
Digging up lies, just anything man!
To stuff up your brain like...
Non Human Sensate Beings Linkedin Sans Omnipotent Bonds
abuse, america, angst, anti
Non Human Sensate Beings Linkedin, Sans Omnipotent Bonds
Extant latent forcefields transcend
across avast panoply multitudinous biosphere
scads of diverse living entities
innately born with
inherent capacity to care
Read Journal True Bull His Him Within Lusaka, Zambia part two
abuse, anger, appreciation, city,
plus Doctor Kaunda also says family names
in tandem should not determine,
who to associate with, any more than nap
pulled lying flat hair, but rather character of...
InFamous National Emergencies
america, anti bullying, bullying,
In a land where campaign threats
have been recast as mandated promises,
where pathological divestments
are reinvented as healthy investments,
a green cry goes out
please help us out here!
Degrees of excellence
analogy, anxiety, betrayal, blue,
Once upon a time someone without a clue,
I don't know who,
Don't think it was you,
Came up with an idea out of the blue.
A degree for...
Tie rollerskates to pólice
Piss on the grim parade
From the roof
Of the dept store
Slip a fortune cookie note
´give me liberty or death
Or chicken chow...
Therapeutic Work and Play
caregiving, deep, earth, education,
You mentioned you work with a therapist.
Has she encouraged you to incorporate centering exercises
and holistic thinking and feeling experiences
healing interior and exterior nondualistic...
RedTribe BluePrints for GreenFutures
color, health, mother, muse,
Imagine DNA as architectural color design,
but written in fugue fractal songs,
no two exactly identical
except for twins.
Each species shows some shared architectural greyscale function
What is this life if other folk,
dictate where we can drink or smoke.
No ashtrays now in bars are seen,
nor happy drunks on village green.
corruption, health, integrity, music,
What would you say
is the opposite of music therapy?
Oh, probably some way too loud
dissonant cacophany mess
of intolerably angry and frightening
bombastically hateful noise.
An Immigrant Mother's Lament
child, family, humanity, innocence,
When we arrived at the U.S. border as a family
We were far from welcomed in, we were made an example of
Ripped apart by ICE-cold border...
The Hired Shepherds
adventure, africa, anger, butterfly,
Gone are those times, if ever such times were seen
When rustic shepherds shepherd their flock on nutritive green
Shepherds now lead their sheep to calamity...
A crime scene
its a crime scene.
That is our beloved mother earth,
criminals cremated her morals,
her beauty they tarnished with their evil deeds,
turning her into a crime...
Cold Dead Hands
bereavement, children, eulogy, family,
Mother don't hear the birds sing
Eyes filled with tears death brings
Babies massacred attending school
At the hands of a deranged drool
Assault guns increase the killing...
bible, christian, gender, god,
I faced alarming paradoxes
as I headed toward puberty.
my King James Bible-belting parents,
and all-hopelessly-WHITE farm community
God loves me
and all the children,
red and yellow,
Boundary Issues As Opportunities
earth, humor, integrity, psychological,
I wonder if everyone
has a most dreaded dreamed
nightmare worst way
to conscientiously drop wrong dead.
Mine is claustrophobi-recallish buried
half alive at best is worse
in a wooden...
The Pied Piper from New York City - Part One
allusion, america, betrayal, corruption,
The Pied Piper from New York City – Part One
Dare his name be said?
I say, of course, Yes!
The Pied Piper, himself, is the man,...
Hiroshima's Little Boy
america, eulogy, horror, military,
Hiroshima’s Little Boy.
Boy shaped memory burnt into stone.
An anonymous shadow of war.
Running forever to a destination unknown.
Hung, suspended, an inch from the floor.
Water in the morning
Water rains the philosophies of mums each morning plying jeer can with tough
faces because the taps have been experiencing months of loneliness in it...
color, community, creation, culture,
we mightily engage color's radical invitation
in which black camouflages equal opportunity,
creolizes equivalent enculturations
of diversity's tones and hues
and historic chilling cries.
We could thereby...