Politics Poems
The Chosen One
by Josias Homely
A candidate came to the west country.
That land of the bold independent and free,
And he stop'd at a borough town.
He'd a twist in his nose, and a squint in each eye,
On his back stood a hump, and his neck stood awry,
And his gait was the gait of a clown.
As he pass'd through the streets with a lop and a stride
The dogs they all bark'd, and the children all cried,
And the women beginning to snivel.
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Hum Dekhte
by Thanshu Guliani
Hum bhi agar panchi hote to aakash dekhte
Saari duniya so rahi hoti magar hum prakash dekhte
Mausam jo bhi hota, par apni chah me aksar
Hum apne pankh khol dete aur log humari udaan dekhte
Hum makan dekhte
Hum, makan dekhte
jinme kitni aankhe taras rahi hai udne ko
jahan in cheekhon ka naam nahi hai rukne ko
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At the Cathedral
by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
At the Cathderal
one dusk,
the general image,
that of receding
glint of the sun's lair
The cupola of the basilica,
the basis of its strength;
the idyll-lined frames
for green verse
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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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Donald Trump Poems
by Michael R. Burch
There are poems for Donald Trump and poems inspired by Donald Trump.
Toupée or Not Toupée, That is the Question
by Michael R. Burch
There once was a brash billionaire
who couldn't afford decent hair.
Vexed voters agreed:
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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,
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Two Drunkards
by Ankwasa Harlord
They sat holding bottles
In their hands
And armpits
Pouring mouthful
Of liquor to fill
Their hollow stomachs.
They gazed at each other
As cat and mouse
And spoke a lot of
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Steering Into the Storm
by Jim Kelly
Steering Into the Storm
Simplifying
doesn’t make America less complex.
Or Great Again.
We are a supercar,
racing full-throttle
on roads paved with contradiction.
Precision tooling.
Satellite-guided comfort.
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