Struggle Poems - Poems about Struggle

I’m talking about the beautiful country of Burkina Faso Formally known as the Republic of Upper Volta, the newcomer on the plateau The new country with a charismatic and highly competent young leader Capt. Ibrahim Traoré, everybody is talking about this intelligent brother Who is well articulated in French, English and other languages Brother Traoré embodies what all young men...

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At first, it was heaven — pure and bright. Then came the cry, A single tear that swelled into a river, And from that flood, hell was unleashed. Her world shattered, Suffering took root deep within her soul. She was never the same. Locked away in her room, Her mind a storm of questions — Where did it all go...

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In silence, words disappear, Unspoken—louder than any sound. A heart longs to be understood, But the world is too vast, too harsh. A voice is lost in the noise— Not because it isn’t there, But because it’s afraid to be heard. A soul bears the weight of mistakes, Carrying the heaviness of regret, Trying to mend what was broken. And then—I see her. She stands at...

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When I see the Haitian flag, tears rush into my eyes. When I see the Haitian flag, my Haitian heart cries. Our people have been ridiculed, yet our flag continues To flow unimpeded. We will never die on our knees. If we must die, we will die standing like brave soldiers. We will not bow our head. We will stare...

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Freedom is somewhat limited In a so-called democratic society At times, people cannot truly tell it like it is People cannot vote freely Without some restrictions or some stupidities In order to weaken the disadvantaged Even though the US first amendment guarantees Freedom of speech, freedom of expression To assemble peacefully, freedom of religion Freedom is not what it is It is not how it...

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When you're afraid to speak, you sell your rights for nothing You sell your conscience, your soul and country for nothing When you're afraid to express yourself, you don't subsist You're no longer alive, you're dead, and you no longer exist. Writers, poets, professors, professionals, teachers and students Be not afraid to say something, to tell the truth, to tell...

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God laughs when fools behave like racists All persecuted individuals are His children God laughs when a few are obviously chosen And receive preferential treatment under the basis That the lighter complexion is superior and better. God created one race. The same blood flows like a river In all God’s children veins. This blood is red, not amber God laughs when a...

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There were days, so many days, I’d walk alone, With a baby in a pram, and a heart like stone. The world felt heavy, the weight on my back, As I trudged to the shop, the path turning black. I’d gather the groceries, the basics, the need, Strap my baby close, in the heat and the speed. The stroller became my...

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The skies now dark with swollen grief, Rain lashes roofs beyond belief. The monsoon comes not soft, but roaring seas, It spares no home and trees, nor man, nor child. Before my eyes - truth too raw to bear, A mother staggered through the despair, Clutching her sack above the flood, Her last few grains, her sweat, her blood. The fields we tilled...

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Introducing my dual identities: To the public eye I am Jonnie Jupiter, the easy-going, polite, kind, thoughtful human being who is larger than life itself Behind closed doors to "family" members, I am Jonathan... meaning I overthink, I hesitate, I desire control of my life, I am mindful of my surroundings I will change, I promise Right now I...

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Deep in the forest where various monster beast abode The hunter dares himself to enter the dangerous zone To hunt for games that is rich for gains Under the big Iroko tree lies the little animal Having a soft and fluffy coat designed with bright colors A bright orange and white color patterned with black stripes They call it a...

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Five vials of hope before 2:55, An epinephrine Saturday feast After midday, preventing time to arrive Again, to stall the curse at least. The single drop of tear tells it all, I guess I've seen it coming. And it did, but very stealthily, the fall Disguised in serene eyes staring. Broken voices of 2:55 and hence A glass of water, a pat on the...

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I long to lie like a sunrise sky upon the sea my flame a tender torch for your gasoline tide freedom fire to burn the brine from my eyes fluid movements our soft inferno in sorbet shades ~m ~e ~l ~t ~i ~n ~g ~ blushed in hush of dawn like fevered lovers my soul a bleeding rose...

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Compulsions to create governed by fear and perpetual query, Where affirmations are fossil fuels, scarce and costly. Approval? Qualified? I Dangle upside-down, tethered to a rope questions. Hovering over a pit of acceptance with a bloated cranium. A pause in their scroll… The press of a gesture nibbles away the rejuvenating thread. How can a dozen feel worse than none? These...

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Skip-skip-skip like a cd that stops playing once it hits track number nine current mindset is one of which I can't skip over. I'm reading my life through these lyrics Humming to the melody of my own heart. beating anxieties being featured in a listless motion remixing into a sadness few summers have known ...

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