Proles Poems - Poems about Proles

...Midtone grey surrounds what’s left of a man’s soul Scenes of biblical abominations troll Inky are the hellish horizons appalled An okay is needed for anything at all Manipulating truth determin......

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...The present prince of Prussia prances proudly With preaching priests, while prattling proles suppress The primal pressure to prank the pretext Of proper praise for the precious primate.......

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..."Four" Four With that word, the world came to an end In flames of nuclear power That man did send Death Swept through Eastasia and Eurasia The scale was tipped by one last breath Oceania’......

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...To the self appointed patricians of government Take back your schemes Take back your doles What makes you deem That I was one of your proles I may have needs Wishes it’s true Keep your sna......

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...We see them sitting in towers carved from ‘learned’ ivory, insulated by their tenure from the world of reality, poisoning their students minds, putting bad ideas in their heads, the kind that i......

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...France is now ruled by Macroniens, A species of urban boboniens, Passably bright, Not too far Right, But perhaps just the latest d….d phonyens. To keep France in order, the PoF Must avoid mov......

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...Though Canton claims it’s communist, it’s not. Beijing, like Belarus, breeds oligarchs. There’s nobody alive who’s heard of Marx: a rickshaw ride’s the only kind of trot. Seek Mensheviks in Min......

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...After Big Brother, and the Party had gone, the telescreens remained. No longer though did they remain solely in former Party member’s quarters. Telescreens had spread to the realm of the Proles. They......

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...My office window as no bars and the doors are sometimes left ajar. I earned no trip in the back of a police car And no judge and jury pondered long and hard It's called winning at life, I'v......

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...Come join the unraveling circus quite soon to be passing our way, with the clowns in a clamor to twerk us - line up as they lead us astray! Arriving, the elephant trumpets agendas of aberrant ......

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...Which way leads to the land of green white green? Which way are we heading? A country the wicked bears the rulership, and the people sighing continuously. A terrible thing sprout......

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...to be free, is between, the metal and ink, the multitude and the one, where match has found powder, where ideas have found guns. Between foe and friend, the rise and descend, a new beginning, bor......

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