Violence Poems | Examples of Violence Poetry

Power equals currency In a world that actively yearns for it The more you have the more you are worshiped And with worship becomes freedom Where inequality is something they abuse And power is the excuse they use as a campaign To bully the people that they blame To start an agenda of hate for the only personal gain The same...

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Can composure somehow be taught pre-packaged ‘poise lessons’ bought Can’t say I ever gave it a thought ‘til I watched a WNBA 'game' ...

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Some are less concerned it seems to me with the killing of the living (whose taxes pay each Supreme Court employee) than that of the unborn or perhaps I should be more forgiving but when someone says, 'Guns don't kill people, people do,' (it drives me to vexation) as I've never heard someone died of a drive-by strangulation (Have you?) ...

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We know your game And we are not going to become slaves to it We've seen you spin your lies like a spiders Web Your crimes of deceit will come back to smite you The heavens will rain down on you There is no escape from eternity Hear these words said Let them infest your head Your silence will betray you...

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“Kiss me,” she says— her eye swollen, rimmed in red. “Hold me,” but not like that. Not with fear pressed into every rib. He doesn’t answer. Just slams the door. “He loves me,” she whispers to no one, eyes darkening with each retreating footstep. Years of apologies smear her reflection. Each bruise a disappearing act. “He’s just under stress,” she murmurs, twins curled at her breast like unanswered prayers. “I push him, really. He doesn’t mean...

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Immortal mind, my ghost follows my every move. Intercepted thoughts, clearheaded internal function. Machines roam this world, time of the metal mind, loss of human conscience, Elon Musk taking over the world! Political confusion, MAGA intrusion, January 6th. Hate your neighbor! Love your enemy! Donald Trump! Constitution is the thing of the past, lock her up!! No excuse given, just pure ignorance,...

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Justice can’t be served in Gaza blood soaked stained sands 200,000 lives massacre...

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I dont blame her for how she chose to survive It was never really her choice It was a forced setup A gun forced into our hand To absolve them of guilt But they guide our hands On to the trigger And coax us into pulling it But was it really suicide When the world forced...

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It was a funeral for myself And I still haven't buried her yet The sky opened up and released its anger Rained down in grief and sadness The only other witness to her multiple deaths The world built her to break It was too late to save her For she was now unrecognisable In a casket crafted from pain...

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There once was a man who loved guns With women he hit no home runs He'd whip out his round And shoot it outbound While wishing to target their buns...

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I am the mirror of truth I am the reflection of accountability That will show the shards of what is, not what's not I will reflect their own darkness back at them So they can feel an ounce of the pain we suffered through To confront the truth of their own inferiority And be trapped in a room full...

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Benjamin Netanyahu, you once stood as a symbol of Israel’s resolve, but power gained through fear and manipulation is a flame that burns its master first. You rose through the ranks on speeches of security and pride, but history has already spoken— the tears of Gaza will not be washed away by silence. Every forty-five minutes, a child died, and the world watched— but the...

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There used to be a time I can still remember when but times have changed they're not the same we have to roll the rock turn back the clock things are going wrong something's gone astray the streets are yours and mine let's make them safe for kids to play the good old days do you still remember then those days are...

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There are voices all around us Not loud, not obvious, But aching to be heard. Within this poem lies three unheard stories Three souls, each silenced by society A woman who smiles in fear. A boy punished for love. And a girl whose dreams shrink in the shadows. Their pain is different, But their silence is the same. This poem is for them For the unheard,...

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They told us our skin meant exile That our joy would be put on trial Because it brings rain But how can they hate the rain when it nourishes the ground we walk on The same ground that grows the food we need to survive They want us to cower in the face of their Whiteness To bow down to their...

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