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Zywa Jan 17
This is politics:

take whatever you can get --


Who's surprised by that?
Song "Plus rien ne m'étonne" ("Nothing surprises me anymore", 2004, Tiken Jah Fakoly), album "Coup de gueule" ("Rant")

Collection "May the Might"

See Le Grand Choral 2024 on YouTube
A picket-line/
crossed-can/
leave-a-little/
man-lost/
despite-being/
just-a-boy/
when-the-strikes/
took-place./
Boundaries/
embossed/
leave/
dumbstruck/
picketed-rods/
strewn-across/
backs-of-polloi./
Uncled-pike./
Coked-hate./
The-coaly/
burrows/
are-filled/
and-gone/
from-sight/
but-the-feuds/
still-carve/
deep-shafts/
in-hearts/
and-min
ds/es./
Generations/
are-instilled/
with-wounds/
black-bright./
Scabby-crude./
That-dig/
and-craft-into/

an, asphyxiated, dead, canary,
at, the, very, bottom.

Of-a-pigeonholed/
unmoving-min
e/d./

© poormansdreams
This piece is inspired by an encounter I had the other day and I just had to write about it. It amazes me how generational grudges can be kept and stereotypes reinforced. Also, mildly, terrifying.
Cyndi Allens Jan 16
Don't worry, you're safe with us.
You can trust your government officials.
Hmm? What's that?
School shootings?
Ah, yes. Those are tragic.
But they aren't our concern at the moment, no.
Our top priority for now is to ban a few social media apps
and rename the Gulf of Mexico.
Maybe even invade Greenland while we're at it.
Oh, but don't fret.
This is all for the greater good.
We promise, we care about our American citizens.
i'm tired of this
I would laugh
If it wasn’t so
pitiful
Victor Feb 2023
You
You are my red flag.
The soviet flag that I will proudly wave on American soil.

In the middle of the cold war.
While angry mobs regurgitate propaganda.
Trying to convince me of all the harsh things they say about you is true.
I will not fall for the red scare.

You are my red flag.
That I will wave.
Even after the U.S.S.R has collapsed.
Skyler M Jan 8
Pinpoint the subsurface crack,
Stare until my vision goes black.

We must be complete maniacs,
Eating our own dental plaque.

Here's a toast to the next generation,
They'll solve what's wrong with the nation.

Survived our own cremation,
But will we survive damnation?

Teeth rotting out of our mouth,
Won't let the dentist into the house.

Ignore all of the deep seated doubt,
Despite pain that screams so loud.

What's the solution for this?
We'd rather live in ignorant bliss.

Obey the laws, stay off the lists,
There's a crushing boot we'd rather kiss.

The leather taste masks the decay,
Step out of line and we will all pay.

Stare horrified at the widening gaps,
Watch our leaders take lazy laps.

As we stand and ignore the collapse,
Instead we rip apart the lower class.

Using dental tools to pretend,
We get it and we comprehend.

How we have come to descend,
Yet still, we're unable to amend.

The rich stand inside golden gates,
Pointing their fingers at the baits.

Watching us fixate on our tails and give chase,
By the time we're broken down, it's too late.

By now, it's too late,
We'll watch and meet our fate,
The tooth decay much too great,
Gave in to the ouroboros of hate.
Liberalism, its pursuit of keeping institutional order, no upsetting the status quo, and most of all; let the rich get richer.
IP Jan 5
I don't know
How much I can  take
As the world shakes
irinia Dec 2024
We are not yet ready—intellectually, philosophically,
or morally—for the world we are creating. In the next few decades,
old ways of thinking that have served us well for hundreds, even
thousands, of years, will be called into question. New debates, controversies, movements, and ideologies will come to the fore. Some
of our most deeply held assumptions will be revised or abandoned
altogether. Together we will need to re-imagine what it means to
be free or equal, what it means to have power or property, and even
what it means for a political system to be democratic.

Jamie Susskind, from Future Politics Living together in a world transformed by tech
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