Politics Poems
Game of Power
by Md. Kausar Uddin Ahmed
Politics isn’t clean.
It’s not about truth.
It’s about timing,
Position,
And pressure.
You don’t have to like the game.
But if you don’t play it,
You’ll be played,
Used,
......
What Legacy Our Children?
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
Whispers and innuendo,
Partisan politics tearing us apart,
Grandstanding and deflection,
Are we not placing the horse before the cart?
A divisive President
This much we all agree,
But our actions matter,
This surely we must see.
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I'm so over this Kurdish thing - in Trump's own words
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
In my infinite wisdom
I tell you this thing,
In this here my kingdom
Will the pendulum swing;
One minute the Kurds
So cute in their garb,
The other the Turks
With their venomous barb.
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The People's Champion - in Trump's own words
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
I get it
I finally get it
It took a while
But now I'm showing my style.
To every home
With somber tone
My daily briefings
Broadcast my teachings;
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Now Here Comes Their Bleating – in Trump’s own words upon acquittal
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
So many words, such boring waffle
Posturing peacocks, whispering snakes,
Actions so twisted doubtful if lawful
A bunch of connivers, dithering flakes.
In the House which they rule
They pointed and frowned
Lectures unending as if back at school,
Comments unwelcomed, arguments drowned.
......
Politics 02
by Mario Odekerken
A stage lit by promises,
voices rise and fracture the air,
each word weighed heavier than stone.
Tables of negotiation stretch endlessly,
ink and signatures claiming futures
that belong to those unseen,
unheard.
Crowds surge in the square,
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Politics 01
by Mario Odekerken
A hall filled with voices
that never quite listen to one another.
Every word is a stone
thrown across invisible borders.
Promises pile up
like papers no one reads,
while outside the windows
people wait for something to move
faster than speeches,
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I'm just starting - in Trumps own words
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
Everything I've touched has turned to gold,
A feeling that never gets too worn or old,
I savor every moment, every win,
With my opponents stuck in their unsightly bin.
The more they shout and flail their arms,
The more my inner soul it calms,
Their din is music to my ears,
It gives me pep; it takes off years.
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A Piece of Coal
by Lee-Ann Azzopardi
I want to go blind
So, I wouldn't see the pain you give
It is torture to see the people you betrayed
And do nothing for them
I am not equipped to stop you
Only with poetry, I can speak the truth
That you conventently hide
With rhetoric and lies
I want to go blind
And not see yr ugly face that dance
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Game of Power
by Md. Kausar Uddin Ahmed
Politics isn’t clean.
It’s not about truth.
It’s about timing,
Position,
And pressure.
You don’t have to like the game.
But if you don’t play it,
You’ll be played,
Used,
......
