Population World Poems | Examples
These Population World poems are examples of World poems about Population. These are the best examples of World Population poems written by international poets.
This world is not a prison
Not a punishment sentence
To a population of slaves
It may seem compulsory
Or somehow coercive
But you can always say no
And get on with the play
Then the world opens up
As the Universe yields
And everyone dances
In the fields of the Lord
It’s not required you know
To live life to the fullest
You can always just hide
Or throw it away
Or simply engage
As it yields in expansion
Beyond any need to control
As it takes you away
Life after all
Has invited us now
To join in the dance
In a voluntary way
(8/21/26)
I live in Leisure World where the grass is green,
and bunnies that munch it can always be seen.
For those little guys, it is essential
to breed fast, indeed, exponential.
So, a rabbit's life is never dull,
and their population is plentiful.
But, this ain't no kiddie cartoon show,
and every coyote that I happen to know
always makes it the strictest habit
to bag a furry bunny rabbit.
These canine delinquents and the crows, fast friends,
play, "who spots the rabbit first, wins".
Walking the sidewalks like shopping aisles,
coyotes are seen with contented smiles.
I say, "Bless their sly little hearts
and their bunny-filled shopping carts".
"An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth,"
Israel's war crimes, a brutal truth..
The statistics are glaring and growing more bleak.
One thousand Gaze an children killed every week..
Fathers in anguish, mothers drown in their tears,
their babies now gone before their first year..
Every fifteen minutes a child killed in their blast,
while one in four are starving now, some eating only grass.
For those that survive while in harms way, are losing
their limbs as the bombs splay.
12,000 innocents, undeserving of their fate,
while the rest of the world just watches and waits..
47% of Gaza's population are children.
Lost in a cold, dark world.
Over population is the norm.
Like cancer not letting go,
darkness consumes my home.
Strangers stalk my street,
barren souls underneath.
Zombies walking the earth
searching for new birth.
Bodies eroding into each
other, fire ignites within,
allowing new life to begin.
I am not convinced a global reset is what we need
Or how it might be evinced, considering our creed
A selfish world unwilling to seek compromise, though,
Is not likely to quickly change the prized status quo
Or even consider the perspective of different cultures
More likely to gobble up the less elite like vultures
The idea of a One World leader is as old as the Greeks
Still most “civilized” people refuse to turn their cheeks
Most of the world’s population are doing rather well
Better if they live in a country like ours, do tell….
THIRD PLACE WINNER
Written June 10, 2021
for "Global Reset 21" Poetry Contest
sponsored by Joe Maverick
Valor
Valiant Danish women –
Village of Helsingor –
Virtue's vital vanguard
Veiled in the Sewing Club
Violence victims freed
Via Oresund’s strait -
Victory of valor
In 1943 after the Nazi occupation of Denmark, the women of Helsingor Denmark formed a resistance group called the Elsinore Sewing Club. Under this guise they were able to save hundreds of Jewish Danes from concentration camps by ferrying them across the Oresund Strait, two miles to neutral Sweden. It is estimated 90% of Denmark’s Jewish population was saved. It is a remarkable story of valor and compassion.
5-4-21
Contest: Pleiades V
Sponsor: Kim Merryman
There once was a world of total liberty and perfect purity.
The entire population was free to exercise their 'free will'.
Not counting God nor The trinity or angels and the heavenly host,
There were THREE, just THREE personalities, upon planet earth.
Two were as good as good could be; one was as evil as evil could be.
The evil one was an intruder, but two were placed in a garden by God.
The evil one spoke to one of the good ones while she was alone, and
next thing you know all THREE of them were in total separation from God.
The Lord disciplined two of THREE, and from the garden they were gone.
And turning to the evil one, God said, "...you are cursed above all..."
020921PSCtest, "3", Anthony Biaanco
Is it just more news of doom,
maybe another attempt to deceive?
Introduced every year,
another potential end to conceive.
There is a lot here to fear,
much more than meets the eye.
Beware of all evil,
congregating under our sky.
Famine and starvation,
lack of knowledge throughout our land.
With such a growth in population,
more illness will surely be at hand.
Be vigilant in your actions,
wash your hands and stay clean.
This global scare will soon pass,
this covid 19.
That instant you breathed, in that one little moment,
You were the youngest on Earth,
Because everyone else, all over the world,
Had already been given a birth,
And if you were to live to be oldest around,
Where you were the oldest alive,
Then you were born, with a different set of humans,
And you’re the only one to survive.
You would have been in a world with a complete population,
Different to who they are now,
You would have been alive in a world we don’t know,
Where milk came straight from a cow.
And everyone alive, to see you get born,
Would’ve dreamt of the things you now know,
You’d be the only person around, to live in both worlds,
To see all our lives come and go.