System Poems - Poems about System

Diagnosis:stage 4 silence Treatment:a kinder world (one where racism doesn't exist) Cure:unknown Lifespan:1-5 years, if that Symptoms: ? a silenced voice ? being black ? loss of control over body autonomy ? racism ? microaggressions ? discrimination ? stolen childhood ? stolen innocence The cancerous silence had spread through her body She had tried to tell the doctors and nurses They called her dramatic With...

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The last poem I'll ever write before I burn this whole system down And if this gets me killed so be it I'll burn down the world If that makes you listen And if you think just because of my skin I'll back down and let you win You would be sadly mistaken I will burn down the system And...

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The last one standing Would usually be a victory But in this black girls story It was the opposite For her this was a loss Being the only black girl in the school And for this She felt it deeply Knowing for the next few years She would be lonely Most of the other black parents Wanted their children To escape from...

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They kept finding different ways to lynch us Oh we're still spectacles They just watch from their smartphones Watching as we struggle Watching us be tackled They don't see us as victims Just waiting for a pundit To say we deserve it Let's not forget about the 13th ammendment Instead of being slaves they just entered our names in the system As...

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A sleazy greedy cheating single-minded lying used car salesman with ambition had higher aspiration hopes of a top managerial position altho' customer trust was a must as the fast-talking low-life archetype his focus was on moving their money into his pocket with one fell swipe so to move as much merchandise as a man can possibly do while on rota to meet his quota he'd advertise...

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An untold story of black British history Throughout history our voices have been silenced But what happens When they take it further and murder us? What about those who were permanently silenced? How will they speak up about how they were 'welcomed' with violence? But I have a voice and I will speak it The stories Of the forgotten...

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Behind and to your left I'll be Supporting to the nth degree I don't care to be out front To play with you is all I want Turn around if you're not sure I'll be back there keeping score Ready with some affirmation, Encouragement, and motivation Worry not, I'm covering All you have to do is sing And if you start...

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Hear me out please, Lord, for to you I do pray. I’ve lost my direction lately, will you point the way? I’m trying to redirect myself as you asked me to. Now I need your help, I am counting on you. Should I sit here and wait for you, I don’t have a clue. I...

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Q: What's going to happen when they discover there's no more gold in Fort Knox? A: The dollar will crumble and they will begin to establish digital currency to replace it and wherever DODGE goes-digital monetary systems will follow they already are using it...

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BECAREFUL WITH INSTALLING XBOX SYSTEMS TO SMART TVS HACKERS ARE WAITING TO HACK INTO YOUR WIFI HACKING INTO EMAILS SAD PLACE THE BEST THING IS TO TO BUY THE ORIGINAL BALLY MS PAC MAN THEY DO NOT NEED A WIFI ACCOUNT MY TV EXPLODED MY GRANDSON IN TEARS AS CORRUPTION TERRORISES US ONCE AGAIN DATA BREACHES...

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A careful constructed system that’s designed to lead to failure few escapes, leaving the rest to be taken advantage of those who escape reaches a certain level then prey on the weak by selling hopes and dreams, hope and dreams that rarely come true. The game is being sold as the truth remains concealed while those continue to profit off the ignorance...

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Delicious green and red apples, Grow in the farm by hard working people. Carefully transported to the fruit stores, Displayed for the shoppers to adore. Then they were in my possession, Planned to give them to a dear friend, Who used to love and enjoy them, But all of a sudden, the fruits and me, We, to the recipient, became aliens and...

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the air reeks of stale coffee and ink-stamped lies, judges sit like smug kings, smirking over lives they'll never live, dismissing truth with a gavel's cough. innocent men shuffle like cattle, faces drawn, hands calloused from the grind— plead guilty or rot waiting. 'justice, ' they call it, while the lawyers get fat off their despair. the court stenographer types it all up, the lies,...

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Another man has passed away, Another soul has passed away without casting a silhouette. Another son is growing into another man, Who will one day pass away like all those before him. To the deceased man, living had just been a burden, He is now called 'downtrodden'. But those who call him so Have never been thus tagged in their glorious lives. To...

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We count by twos and tens Mayans counted by twenty a vigesimal system rarely used today maybe never used...

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