Tags : Political

Subject/Object

Subject/Object

A Poem by anjamaka


Legs, Breasts, StomachsA forest of body parts: decoded, manufacturedProportionality is false:A corset fed to the massesAir brushed reality:Inject me w..
The Stupidity of the Typical American Man

The Stupidity of the Typical American Man

A Poem by Andrew N. Farrens


A political rhyme that I recorded into a song seven years or so ago. The link to the actual song on my Sound-Cloud profile is below or y'all can searc..
Drowning in Ignorance

Drowning in Ignorance

A Poem by Jess Jules


Lost in empty politics-Floating above moral bliss-Falling pass common sense-Drowning in ignoranceShe only sees in Black and WhiteMissing the high defi..
GIGO

GIGO

A Poem by Joel M Frye


Diogenes would not carry a lantern today, but a machete or an AK-47.
A Man from the People

A Man from the People

A Book by Lonnie Paul Johnson


Matthew Clark is running for congress, it is going well until he said something controversial in an radio interview.
Chapter One: The Interview

Chapter One: The Interview

A Chapter by Lonnie Paul Johnson


Chapter One: The Interview The delivery driver stops a dark brown truck in front of an old wooden and brick frame house. The house has b..
Chapter Two: Please Help

Chapter Two: Please Help

A Chapter by Lonnie Paul Johnson


Chapter Two: Please Help Later in the afternoon Pete sit in a booth at a coffee shop across the street of the hospital staring into a wide..
Shower Sleep

Shower Sleep

A Poem by Amber Koneval


[Published in Regis University's Apogee 2011]
~ Lune Requiem ~

~ Lune Requiem ~

A Book by Sun Princess Amaterasu


This Story is about a book that hold the power of the Moon and the conflict of the people who fight over it
We Shall Remain

We Shall Remain

A Poem by Starfruitanimal


My brush paints, Petroleum penetrating the porous poker face Of this police state. I paint over power tripping politicians Passing polygr..
BloodSport

BloodSport

A Poem by Starfruitanimal


I don’t play dead, I am honest. And this thin thread, Creates stitches that bound us. No makeup mascara and stardust In the peril..