Struggle Poems
The Struggle
by Samson Oloto
They told us to grow
Told us to be men
Responsibilities abound
All you have to meet
We wake up at dawn
Eyes heavy from a lack of sleep
We enter the streets
With millions of people like us
All in a race, and a constant struggle
To meet up with expectations
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Aries
by Kyle McAfee
Perspective is a hell of a thing.
Meeting her was like looking into the eyes of a phoenix.
Soaring through a forest blanketed in darkness
Fire illuminating the night sky,
Radiating a gradient of yellows and reds,
While burning down the ferns and pines that block her path.
Too beautiful not to stare
But also, too dangerous to linger.
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As Phoenix she rose
by Pavithra P
She was burning,
They watched her get down to ashes,
They screamed and wept at the sight,
She needed a hand to pull her out,
None came!
When they started walking away, The rose like a phoenix,
The ashes of her burnt-self;
ate the fleshes of all her spectators.
The Powerless
by Louis Zo
We were born into this---
toils of tangled gods’ maws
gnawing us raw
as we wiggle and crawl
on top of each other
like fish out of water.
Nothing sprouts from our barren faces
no eyes to cry, no mouth to shout
and wail as the gods’ acid spit flays us alive,
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مؤامرة - Poe
by سعيد المزين
مؤامرة مؤامرة
لنسقط المؤامرة لنسقط المؤامرة
ولنقطع اليد المتاجرة
بلحم شعبنا بجرح أرضنا
لنسقط المؤامرة لنسقط المؤامرة
لن تصلبوا شمسي على وحل المؤامرة
لن تجلدوا بالقش ساعد العواصف المقاتلة
لن تشنقوا حناجر البنادق المزمجرة
فإن شعبنا أقوى من المؤامرة
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The Train of Freedom
by Khayelihle Bongiswa Gamedze
Just how far is the train of freedom from the discriminated son?
Just how far is the train of freedom from the black homeless child?
Just how far is the train of freedom from the disabled poet?
And just how far are the winds of change from a corrupted nation!?
Just how far is the train of freedom from the fields of Waterloo?
Just how far is the struggling warrior from the mountain top?
Just how long is 365 days 27 times behind bars, I mean,
Just how far is freedom from a lonely child at play?...
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The Powerless
by Louis Zo
We were born into this---
toils of tangled gods’ maws
gnawing us raw
as we wiggle and crawl
on top of each other
like fish out of water.
Nothing sprouts from our barren faces
no eyes to cry, no mouth to shout
and wail as the gods’ acid spit flays us alive,
......
Aries
by Kyle McAfee
Perspective is a hell of a thing.
Meeting her was like looking into the eyes of a phoenix.
Soaring through a forest blanketed in darkness
Fire illuminating the night sky,
Radiating a gradient of yellows and reds,
While burning down the ferns and pines that block her path.
Too beautiful not to stare
But also, too dangerous to linger.
......
As Phoenix she rose
by Pavithra P
She was burning,
They watched her get down to ashes,
They screamed and wept at the sight,
She needed a hand to pull her out,
None came!
When they started walking away, The rose like a phoenix,
The ashes of her burnt-self;
ate the fleshes of all her spectators.
Coping With Covid
by Bhaskaranand Jha Bhaskar
Caught between Covid teeth
Some fall down;
Some with guts and zeal
Usually stand up.
Among all who exist and rise
Only the fittest survive.
History smiles on paper
As mankind is known for eons
By its immune power—
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