Protest Poems - Poems about Protest

My heart The voice Each beat a chant Refusing to be silenced Each beat getting louder An act of defiance It would not be quiet Our skeleton The foundation The vessel which carried the rebellion It's the ground that doesn't crumble Even as we march It doesn't take the attention It remains humble Knowing that it was not bigger than the movement The blood...

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The after What happens after? When what was loud is now silent Where a place once filled with cameras go unnoticed What once made history is now forgotten Later On TV they'll be a recap The story will go They'll manipulate the situation Bonus if its told by a republican They'll say The police were peaceful, we'll be labelled as criminals I guess it's...

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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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First they said that our laws were sufficient and the guardrails enough of a force that the Courts and their Orders would stop him keep the country and people on course But the Justice Department had failed us sadly frozen in fear and disgrace and the SCOTUS is soaked in corruption selling votes, taking trips, filling space We’re the...

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Our lips burn like swords drawing blood out at the break of a dawn. Coughing poison droplets in the fabric the time has spun. There goes our youth forever; There goes our thoughts- all ends at nothing, and nothing ends at all. Praying lords to resuscitate their kingdoms where we reside, summon back the innocence of a child, leaving behind something worth living for. ...

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buddha the light of asia the beacon of peace revered around the world confined by some radicals in his own enlighten abode shackled in superstitious principals he broke away from preaching against blind faith encouraging open mind to question all and everything not even sparing him to accept something only after examining on self realization and scientific fact so hear this plea if it appeal to humanity with no intent...

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Today’s blessing comes via Elie Wiesel. A man who understood injustice…prejudice and woe having survived the Nazi concentration camps over 70 years ago… The words he spoke once he was liberated… today should be accentuated and stressed… “There may be times when we are powerless to prevent injustice… But there must never be a time we fail to protest.” ...

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The things of which we cannot speak Make us become we cannot say The thing brought back from yesterday That praised the strong and crushed the weak That thing whose name we cannot name That fathers fought to keep at bay The thing we thought had gone away Now clothes our parliament in shame Klaus Barbie made their king of spies Elon von...

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If were the rain, what some want it to be nowdays even more... toxic rain polluted vertical river how we would all live too long! ...

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Put your finger down If you believed That Maandamano (Protests) would change the country Put your finger down If you were caught in the feeling That the revolution has been televised Put your finger down If you believed His excellency was shaken to humanity Put your finger down If you believed that the...

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When you are too cool, And we are dangerously fool! When you are too good, And we are mistakenly rude! When you are going to forgive, And we are going to dive in the ocean of deceitful bliss! When you erroneously allow us to speak, And we are going to attack you at your peak! You call us "the collaborators", You kill us by...

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The sky doesn't protest the rain it welcomes the coolness the freshness of it's calming ability it doesn't have to raise its voice it takes turns listening and finds a happy medium among its clouds the rain and it's raindrops and the wind as it whistles...

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Old Joe Biden faced a protest E-I-E-I-O And at that protest, he heard some chants E-I-E-I-O With an ‘Genocide’ here and a ‘Ceasefire’ there Here a ‘Genocide,’ there a ‘Genocide’ Everywhere a ‘Genocide’ Old Joe...

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No War No Protest! Colors of red, green, black, and white spread on the east side of one campus On the other a wave of white, and blue stars A flock has gathered The atmosphere seems peaceful Tents resembling tepees, Like ancient wigwams everywhere, closely watched by the camera’s eye Tripods standing embedded with canopy’s alongside one another ally On the...

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To say exactly what I feel, At first seems quite unreal. What’s on my mind to be exact. Without forethought, without tact? To beckon my deepest thought Not thinking whether I ought Well, OK I will give it a go, what will happen I don’t know. Thoughts sweep. Old times creep. Whispers remain. Joyous refrain. Quite unaware. Your blissful stare. The dense dark. Flights we embark. Monumental being. No eyes...

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