protest poetry
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The hate pandemicRuns anaemicThis hate pandemicBloody systemic We turn on each other,While they’re left alone.The hatred smothersBreathe the twilight zone. Scapegoating stormtroopers,Marching on hotels.Radicalised shooters,Fallen under spells. A generation lost,A country doomed.Deaf to the cost,Force-fed to consume. This hate pandemicIt’s epidemic.The hate pandemicYou’re pathetic.
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Divide and conquer,Divide and rule,March in line,Goosestep fool. Scream and shout,Remove all doubt,Blindly follow,Kneel and swallow. Close your eyes,Close your mind,Bought the liesOf the maligned. Turn the page,Directed rage,Foaming mouth,Truth’s gone south. Do as you’re told,Fit the mold,The rot sets in,Hateful sin. Ensnared now,Suckling sow,Lined for slaughter,Law and order.
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Solidarity blues,Used and abused,Turn to the bottle,Turn to the booze.The game is rigged,Newsflash:We lose. Solidarity blues,Tyrannical minority,Mechanical majority,Maniacal society.Force Fed Austerity.Slavish Severity. Solidarity BluesFabricated Unity,Dogmatic Disparity,Performative polarity,Paralyzed charity,Post-nut clarity. Solidarity Blues,Suicide soaked society,Train wrecked,Neglected rejected,Revolution dejected,Rebellion directed.Jackboot inspected,Dread resurrected,Defiance expected. Solidarity Blues,Still I rise.Still I lose.
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They shout, they scream, they dare not dream,Their voices stolen by the machine.Inequality strikes like a blade,In streets where broken futures fade.A system born from blood and strife,Feasts upon the poorest life.No more escape in lullabies,Mask your pain behind your eyes.Let them eat bullets, we’re out of bread.The dream is dying. Hope lies dead.
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Dangerous to mix fallacy and fantasy when digesting the media haphazardly acting spontaneous is a rarity in a system of complete conformity Why do we have austerity when we can make poverty history maybe it’s because we have planned poverty like that has control on the economy it’s a false dichotomy you have to ask…


