Society Poems | Examples of Society Poetry

( L A. Times - A cogent and accurate commentary by Member - johntomas ) You recycle a common but baseless accusation that NPR and PBS have become “left-leaning,” when in reality, what’s often labeled as “bias” is simply truthful reporting on deeply troubling actions -- including Donald Trump’s sustained attacks on...

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Saturday is native to weddings and ceremonies Of anxieties – patterned in coarse sputum of rain. My friend Bonsy and his wife filled the calendar With the uselessness of time, levelled against waste As indicated by the clocks of dew-coated pavements Of our yawning city. Next to this was the arrangement of formalities which Came with the attainment of stress. They haggled Between...

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Even though fathers might all seem similar in some ways They are actually all different as are cats and bears Or even pirates and trees regardless of hidden fees When working in the woods Dad was a bear and a force to be reckoned with But like a famous man, “he preferred it nice and peaceful” He liked to be...

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It clung like ivy, patient, green with hunger — wrapped itself around every beam, crept beneath shingles, rooted in the cellar’s damp breath. I mistook it for the house itself — fed it rain, fed it dust, let it climb my windows and press its leaves to the glass until I could no longer see daylight. But rot loosens quietly. One morning the vines lay...

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… do you love me, woman it is cloudy in this street as that sandalwood perfume stretching between our arms here everything of it is gone with the floods and good you are the only tree left behind and love is the...

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feet tracing ruts softened by the weight of others the path was worn polished not by insight but by generations unquestioning the same direction a weed split the sidewalk where my foot hesitated they handed us maps already marked, folded creased at the routes they wanted us to traverse walls hung with heirlooms no one claimed shadows longer than the rooms classrooms’ chalkboards of certainty offices pressed flat with...

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The fakification of modern life Is almost complete As AI and disinformation Crowd out the real and true. If you didn’t see and do it How can you even trust It ever happened Or at least how they say. Like the old Emperor and his new robes But in reverse Now it’s the old calling out the lies While the young just accept the illusion. To the...

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RED, YELLOW, BROWN, BLACK THESE ARE THE PEOPLE WHITE PEOPLE ATTACK BLACK, BROWN, YELLOW, RED THEY'D JUST PREFER THAT YOU ALL WERE JUST DEAD...

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i dont believe in organized religion but i do believe in a supreme being and his opposite-destroying with a mind invasion wrapped up as compassion-his evil doing once there was a thing called tolerance where people could freely express different opinions now to do it today-is a game of chance as the minority holds-the pubic opinions if you dare step out of line they...

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All things are created from energy. Man wants to control the form it will be, say yes or no to creativity. There are no limits to a mind set free. A no can stop a possibility, stop the flow of energy completely. Man can prevent its best efficiency, stop production with a selfish decree. Just like steel can be a scalpel or sword, a...

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It's a cold world Intro and chorus It's a cold world- it's a cold cold world everywhere you turn, there's so much pain You can pretend that it's all o.k You can pretend that it's all o.k... It's a cold world- such a cold cold world everywhere you turn, there's so much pain You can pretend that it's all o.k that it's all o.k,...

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information\disinformation- [depends upon your point of view] divides a society hatred-crumbles a society racism-falls a society we are ALL human-so let's work together for humanity ...

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Kensington spreads its legs— lets the city crawl in, dripping Xylazine / fentanyl / tranq, open sore veins moaning dirty dirges. False prophets— all piss and panic— bark half-lies through decaying molars, fingering apathy for spare change. You smell it five blocks before you enter. The stench tests your soul before it reaches your throat. Narcan. burnt spoons. street toilet. Dreams twitch under heat lamps— larval things too stubborn to die. Hope? Hope’s a half-smoked, laced Newport balanced...

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Why do so many not have enough for their most basic needs While others have more than they can ever spend They can’t take it with them in the end...

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The celestial bodies .... They witnessed my feet on the sand becoming mutual with the hard rocks . My red blood and sweat They saw my inability to choose something else. The nights with shiny eyes in the sky sometimes abruptly shooting to offer me a wish sometimes I declined I declined. And now here comes the time...

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