Politics Poems - Poems about Politics

They are a generation that is disillusioned and disgruntled with the Status Quo Ever they are faulting the old guard for running our most beloved country down Most of them are very techno savvy and have the indicting info at their finger tips Most of them have high aspirations which have not been dashed down by regrets They differ...

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KEEP CALM AND CARRY THE CORPSE Britain bleeds through cracked red bricks, Rain on windows, cold that sticks. Bills climb high, wages crawl, We’re taxed to the teeth — can’t breathe at all. “Keep calm and carry the corpse,” they say. Drag it through life, day after day. Smile for the cameras, wave the flag, Ignore the stench in the body bag. Politicians promise...

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Protesting The Moment Illuminating the night by the light of a bonfire Captivating the insight before one’s mind begins to tire Emigrating out of fright as one’s own government becomes a liar Abdicating all your rights as they burn your life upon the pyre Procession of a line for food that western lives refuse to see Intercession...

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Hard considerations for the future of mankind The bard sings commiserations as he looks for what he cannot find A shard of intimidations hurled toward the innocent and kind A card that invokes incantations as they question the lucidity of her mind A lenient life sentence to constantly wonder through philosophical terrain The convenient repentance of a...

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Once in a century there comes a notable war, To prove how uncivilized human beings are! One steps up, reaching for the star, The other steps down, Leaving a never-vanishing scar. O ruled people! Say no to war, It has always favored the rulers so far. “We are the saviors of the world,” they say, Yet the shepherdless flock is left as prey. What...

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An initiative unforeseen Supported by the Countess Aberdeen Motivated several politicians and were Encouraged to convene In the year of 1920 When issues were aplenty Delegates backed the Cork City charter And elected MacSwiney, our dear martyr Yet as many were to grieve Others would also leave They were faced with a new mandate Upon founding the Irish Free State However not everyone was happy And things got...

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On June 25, 2025, a 33-year-old far-left democratic socialist Zohran Mamdani, a Muslim, won the Democratic primary for New York City mayor. Mr. Mamdani is a “globalize the intifada” and “tax the rich” guy, known for his “defund the police”, pro-Gaza, pro-BDS and antisemitic views. He also called for the prison system to be dismantled Where...

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I am he who says goodnight. Don't take me for a label. At least I'm from a time when thought, Use portents undue fable. Vuck doors and rules to hide lyrics lying for a sadist, Lest the sense of selves perchance; employ spells of'n alchemist. I invoke the inner man. I invoke to see that who wants for...

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Tell me how to think Tell me what to do Tell me if my politics Should be red or blue Tell me how to live What to keep or give And tell me what I know If I should stay or go Tell me what is truth Tell me what is lie Tell me how to keep Big corporate profits high Tell me how to live What to...

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You couldn’t see the forest for the trees, Just another microbe in America’s disease. “Read my lips,” Bush One said — You listened close and voted Red. Taxes rose, spending too — How’s that working out for you? You couldn’t see the forest for the trees, Just another microbe in America’s disease. “It’s the economy, stupid,” Clinton blew — You bought the line and...

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When love of sport turns to hatred for the opposing team that's seriously taking the 'we' against 'them' too far AP: 1st place 2025...

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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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