Politics Poems - Poems about Politics

I kneel by the ash heap of my country, pulling out the charred bones of laws once tender with purpose. A womb, a book, a vote—each gutted clean by men in ties who grin as they light the match, who quote scripture as forests burn and children cry in cages built from policy. My daughter will not inherit a peace I once believed in. She...

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War is no one’s friend It smiles with fire, and devours to the end. It begins with banners, chants, and threats, But it ends in silence, graves, and tears. We know how it starts, loud, proud, precise. But who knows the cost? Who pays the price? Not just soldiers who fell in line But children, parents, souls divine. War wears no badge...

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Politics is the art of the possible And of the impossible too Politicians make you responsible For all the bad things they do The people from other countries Despise you although they know You’ve no power to finish this Art of the impossible show So you are a pariah nation You are never an individual It is you who waits at the stations But still your...

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From the ashes of struggle, we rose— I, Mao, with fire. I, Deng, with reform. Now, Xi walks where dragons tread, With silence sharper than swords. Taiwan waits—not to be taken, But to remember. For the Art of War wins wars unspoken, And rivers return to their source. Do not fear the red sun rising— It does not burn, It illumines. China does not beg the world. It...

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They're smiling leniently don’t be silly You can’t be apolitical these days I’m smiling back I don’t trust them initially, It doesn’t fall under a criminal offence I’m fascinated by the incongruous lines Just look at those familiar shapes, distorted The early cubist paintings make them shine Not blindingly, but just how you would want it Ambiguous light of green and brown...

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We clap and cheer when they speak well phrases that please that cast a spell. But behind the brilliance are borrowed lines they read poets study the rhymes. Our leaders rhyme not truth but lies with practiced timing and careful guise. They stir the crowd with crafted speech not to uplift but to mislead. And yet if words can sway the hearts of men then write your truth and write again....

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In office halls, where silhouettes loom, Beware the boss who calls you aside to manipulate, A trap awaits, where whispers seal your destiny, Keep colleague woes locked deep, an unspoken weight. Security's helping hand may hold a test, Expectation's seed, in every coin you nest, Proximity breeds contempt, a subtle art, One day's omission, and you're branded apart. Close friendships forged in workplace...

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Poem ‘Oblivion’ Drastic times calls forth bold demands, Not quiet hearts or passive hands. For change to rise, the roofs and roots must shake, To build a new, immoral and unethical ways must break. Sometimes it takes the patience to fall, To raise up justice, loud and tall. Opposition paves the path, it’s true, For something better, bold, and new. Wrongdoing for too long...

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Democracy in a Coffin” They wrapped the flag around his mouth, called it freedom, then shot him for speaking. The ballot box bleeds ink and oil, votes drowned in rivers of silence. Statues stand on broken backs, names carved in stone— not to honor, but to forget. Children chant anthems in empty classrooms, their futures auctioned for one more war, one more lie. This isn't a nation— it's a graveyard with borders....

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Religion and politics stay away I want to stay positive and play Religion and politics make me feel blue I’ll be me, and you be you No judgements between us if you please Do not care if you are Democrat or Republican I am independent, but won’t mention this with ease For division takes away from all kinds of friends and fun...

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I chuckle soft when people fume, And blame the lot in suits and gloom. “You see those leaders? All a scam!” But who’s still selling free yarn? Was it not your own cousin’s name, On that campaign with matching frame? The nurse who sighs, “This ward’s a zoo,” Still checks her brows in selfie view. She posts, “On duty, Lord be praised,” While someone’s...

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Written By: D. Collins 5/8/25 After tariffs upon the world an American Pope is elected. Does it have anything to do with how we're so disrespected? Maybe it's the world's way of trying to reign Chaos in. While Chaos will expect the Pope to personally visit him. Does The Pope have knowledge of the petafiles within the church? Did he...

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Two friends among the distances One is red and one is blue Uniting despite the fights The colors choose to fuse Purple is a pretty color It's the color we should be Martin Luther didn't die Rosa Parks didn't cry For us to live separately I love my neighbors, red and blue Black, mixed and white Men, women, other, too I love whoever...

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One step back, two steps forward, Swing around and do the dance, Keep it fast, a little awkward A whole world audience to entrance. Now you've got them captivated Up the tempo, raise the heat, Some may need to be sedated As they wither from your beat. Hearts loud-pounding, foreheads thumping, Gasping air among the shouts, Doomsayers bleating, markets jumping, Second guessing, full of doubts. Quite the...

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Crowley can suck eggs and men in beds, The spies can take a long and slutty hike. Leavitt can take the words she spreads, And sit for each on cactus spikes. Magic is but a muse, A trick a mind performed en masse, Claiming fiction in the news, As if evil's in the smoke of grass. Ghosts and spirits float in heavens, Hovering in...

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