Observant

Observant

A Poem by Hanna01
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A poem about our society and in which circumstances we live

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Money is the only thing that counts

It’s made of blood and sweat of workers

But produced by the people higher than the sky

It’s not like they’d have the time to spend it anyway,

How thoughtful

The streets are full of blood

Darkness seeps into my skin

Millions of cold eyes are staring at me;

Judging.

 

Skeletons are hurrying down the street

They think their emptiness makes them beautiful;

It doesn’t.

“Please, make it stop!”, Satan cries and flees back to hell

Everything green and fair around us fades to dust
Yet, we deny what is right in front of our eyes;
ignorant.

Kings live in their high castles

They allow their starving servants to feed them

They think it makes them generous;

It doesn’t.

 

“Racism isn’t a problem” say the white people

While dark blood is seeping out every pore

In the middle of a ghetto where the palest thing 

is the white vest they claim to have,

Hardly surprising.

 

 


© 2019 Hanna01


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A poignant social commentary for sure. Having run a small business for a few years now, there definitely seems to be caps to what the higher than the sky people will let you have, a struggle every day just to keep workers paid, and these people I consider my family and my friends, which makes it double hard. And then racism...yeah, it comes in so many forms its not even funny, how do you get a foothold. I like the line of thinking and the sharp consideration. Great job!

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Hanna01

1 Year Ago

Thank you!



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A poignant social commentary for sure. Having run a small business for a few years now, there definitely seems to be caps to what the higher than the sky people will let you have, a struggle every day just to keep workers paid, and these people I consider my family and my friends, which makes it double hard. And then racism...yeah, it comes in so many forms its not even funny, how do you get a foothold. I like the line of thinking and the sharp consideration. Great job!

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Hanna01

1 Year Ago

Thank you!
Great imagery. I like the down to earth language, much more powerful!

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Hanna01

1 Year Ago

Thank you! I tried to make it sound more working-class like and I'm glad it had the effect I hoped f.. read more

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Hanna01
Hanna01

Niedersachsen, Germany



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Okay, let's see. My Name is Hanna. I'm an autistic 17 year old lesbian from Germany that happens to be a Nerd and fanfic author. From time to time I like to dabble with poems and the like though and I.. more..

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