What right have they, these gorging toads
Who feast on hope and love and dreams
Who bawl and wail and scream and cry
Who belch their dirty, dirty lies.
What right have they, these smug old men?
They grasp the world with bloodstained hands
They tear apart the things we’ve grown
To raise their twisted hateful throne.
They steal our rights to build their dominance;
Our freedom for their control.
Our bodies become their power
So they may build their hideous tower.
And our ignorance is their scaffold,
Our bitterness is their tool.
And so we give them what they crave.
There is always someone else to blame.
What right have they, these people
Who take things they will never deserve.
Who grow bloated on their filthy wealth
Who rob us of our very selves.
-
Author:
butterfly_nerd (
Offline) - Published: June 25th, 2022 03:01
- Comment from author about the poem: my personal thoughts on recent political events, including brexit, trump, the overturning of roe v wade... my first published poem. i would greatly appreciate constructive criticism.
- Category: Sociopolitical
- Views: 26
Offline)
Comments4
You just summed up the human being, who for some reason craves more and more. As we see in history, they do get replaced, though sometimes by an even bigger dipshit.
For my money I'd like to see more of the content of your Comment embodied in the poetry itself.
I hope you stay, but far too many pop in with one poem and then move on...
Good luck anyway.
Confused. Youre blaming people for blaming people. WHO is blaming WHO?
Lot of anger and negativity in your piece. It reads like an angry vent which is OK. Hopefully there are broader more positive areas in which you creatively write.
Read more poetry if you want to be a poet. Your profile shows you read none on here. Consideration of other poets writing will help you improve your writing if thats what you want to achieve.
I like the (mostly) steady meter and the sustained tone of political fury and disgust. I also like the rhymes of the last couple of lines of each stanza - there but not clunky. Since the meter is steady, I myself would prefer it to stay that way almost always. I think it would fit the feeling of a political speech. I have a partner who reads out my poems to me, without me readng them to him first. It is very helpful to me in hearing when the rhythm change is smooth or jars.
And I agree with what you say in the poem.
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.