Slavery Poems
Slavery
by Heather McBride
you think the world has changed
slavery still exists today
even harriet tubman would be phased
racism gives you blurred vision
dividing lines, indecision
we want justice to be served
not the topic to be swerved
censoring the truth
to protect greater "good"
meanwhile people are being killed in the hood
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Propagandists and the Hollow Crowd
by Igor Vykhovanets
Propagandists and the Hollow Crowd
Boldly we will spread deception,
Sold our souls at youth’s inception.
Those with honor never dare
Turn the crowd to fools... or snare?
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Mindless Bliss
by Igor Vykhovanets
Knocking on "Heaven"
Knock on “heaven,” dare to try—
Horned one greets with judging eye.
Quickly sends you down below,
For your boldness—doom will grow.
Hells have “heavens” of their own,
Where the wicked kneel and groan.
Don’t go knocking—bite instead,
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Slavery in the Gloom
by Igor Vykhovanets
1.
New Year’s dwarf, a twisted lie —
No sun will light this poisoned sky.
2.
Fascist fear makes sheep obey —
Decay devours the light away.
3.
Armageddon’s at the door —
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Rivers of regrets
by Lukman Abdulwasiu
Upon the Rivers my eyes cried out
Never did i think I'd feel this way
Stream of warm water tore about
All ever I wanted was to free my day
Oh, it coming back to me now
how I dug my grave
Straws, twigs and hays lacing it down
Just to lie on it just the same
Oh, how I envy birds luck
With their innate freedom
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Slavery in the Gloom
by Igor Vykhovanets
1.
New Year’s dwarf, a twisted lie —
No sun will light this poisoned sky.
2.
Fascist fear makes sheep obey —
Decay devours the light away.
3.
Armageddon’s at the door —
......
Cottonfields Sorrow
by Mario Odekerken
The sun does not rise-
it presses down.
Heat clings to the back of the neck
like a master's hand.
In the cottonfields,
bodies bend before the day does.
Fingers bleed quietly
into the white.
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Mindless Bliss
by Igor Vykhovanets
Knocking on "Heaven"
Knock on “heaven,” dare to try—
Horned one greets with judging eye.
Quickly sends you down below,
For your boldness—doom will grow.
Hells have “heavens” of their own,
Where the wicked kneel and groan.
Don’t go knocking—bite instead,
......
Propagandists and the Hollow Crowd
by Igor Vykhovanets
Propagandists and the Hollow Crowd
Boldly we will spread deception,
Sold our souls at youth’s inception.
Those with honor never dare
Turn the crowd to fools... or snare?
-------------------------
......
Rivers of regrets
by Lukman Abdulwasiu
Upon the Rivers my eyes cried out
Never did i think I'd feel this way
Stream of warm water tore about
All ever I wanted was to free my day
Oh, it coming back to me now
how I dug my grave
Straws, twigs and hays lacing it down
Just to lie on it just the same
Oh, how I envy birds luck
With their innate freedom
......
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James Russell Lowell (1 poems about Slavery)
22 February 1819 – 12 August 1891 / Cambridge, Massachusetts