#revolution poems on Hello Poetry

Shin Mar 2019

The revolution's in the way of my evening plans.
A little spitfire bounced, your days are numbered.
Ooh, leap out of the fire and into the lukewarm pan.
There's nothing I don't believe in, so join in and dance.
Don't forget, you're just an infant sitting and singing brambles.
So let's go down the street and forget, the drug always enchants.
One two three days long, do not run this one's only the preamble.

I didn't proofread this one wrote it while incredibly high, I hope it's good.

#revolution #peace #high

Kilano Saddler Mar 2019

Chaos

Revolution does not begin in silence,
but with whispers–
a steady rise in tempo,

a cacophony of intent, leading to anarchy.
She says I’m inciting chaos
and my coworkers shun me in aftermath

because I dared question a flaw– a fault–
a crack in the earth
where mountains rise and sidewalks tremble.

I’m inciting chaos– but it was just conversation,
the kind that signs declarations, constitutions
and drafts beget into militia standings–

because how dare I speak in private?
I notice discourse, and I follow,
and question designs built on theft,

braced upon effort to keep us docile.
My chaos
Pulses in my temple– but with accusal

I’ll graft it upon my knuckles, my
wrists, arms, and face.
I’ll be the hurricane they sought to quell–

the fire, the rage burning in hearts,
minds, and whispers. I’ll light
that match, and watch their worlds burn.

I can be that whisper.
I can be that chaos.

#poetry #anger #chaos #revolution #writing #war

J Mar 2019

Planned

You're just another pawn
Hearing the same ****
Doing the same task
Saying the same script
From the one, behind a mask

#conspiracy #planned #revolution #stuck #repetitive #metanoia

Décio Mar 2019

youthquake

beside the river of words the youngsters stare,
a battle of emotion with no due resolution,
as their own bodies hover on the water’s hair
with nothing but themselves to spare the confusion.

opposite the river of words the elder glare—
the crocodiles they see are no illusion.
they know the young see the beasts there,
and mirror themselves in them with no solution.

the young ignore the elders’ bridge in the air.
their biased perspective is nothing but pollution.
the young are dead in the water—drowned in despair for the older would not accept the nearing revolution.

#youth #youthquake #revolution

Makayla Mar 2019

Galaxy

With raised hands we
Joined together creating a
Revolution as we
United as one
Voice spoke by a
Galaxy of people

A bit of a different format from my usual approach but why not? Also apologies for this not being one of my best.
Feel free to share your revision ideas (:

#rebel #galaxy #revolution

Yenson Mar 2019

And they Called Her A Moth.....

With the magical banner held high
invoking the crocodile rain of oppression by elites
of greed by leeches and bacteria, amoebas and suckers
oh come all come one, join our revolution against dark powers

Oh.. who in rightful mind could refuse
off she went to hear hot propaganda of those high and mighty folks
who took food from baby's mouth  and live likes kings in our homes
fed in Le Cordon Bleu a'la Rouge with lashings of aspic fabrications

Without hesitation she swallowed all up,
I'm in and I am an Activist show me the culprit, what can I do
all for one, one for all, that parasite deserves miseries and doom
Easy comrade sister, get to know him and help us do his head in

It's a sport for us that elitist blood sucker
just get under his skin for us, let's play his mind and infest his head
report back to us, inner knowledge is power and we're fighting a war
comrade sister, our hot Activist marched forth on with vim and vigor

comrade sister wholly followed her brief
though soon saw things weren't as the revolutionaries  presented
conflicted and confused she felt pity for a rare icon held in gallows
but the majority carries the vote and all is fair in love and red war

At her cost and with a wretched heart she gave her all
did as she was told and played her part as a true comrade in line
Solidarity she give to the fight, was mean and nasty as demanded
It's them or us they say and see comrades I give my services to you
all

No medals for Comrade sister, no epaulette yet earned
rather at her cost her privacy invaded and smears throws at her
tales of dark deeds and loose morals hung on her in dark corners
yet that poor heroine fought and gave so much blood for the cause

where is the honour amongst thieves and knaves
she did all that was required of her
told the lies she was made to tell and played the game as taught
stood at the barricades and ****** her guilt and conscience
yet they still don't trust her for paranoia rules them all

#revolution #plant #game #activism #privacy #lies #and #distortion

notthepoethewantstobe Mar 2019

Your Voice Is Mine

Holding hands, we’ve got a reason
To be together.
Taking a stand, for a moment in time
And forever.

We’re all here,
Because we care,
About something.
We each speak,
but together
One voice matters

Sickened by the news,
Hate against Blacks and Jews.
Schoolchildren aren’t safe,
Tiki torches in our face,
their light shows, we’re all one race.
No one wants your view,
But I do,
And the women scream,
“Me too!”

Arm in arm, defending our rights
For each other.
Sound the alarm, have we stopped caring
For one another?

Thoughts and prayers
Are all we hear,
We need more.
If we all,
speak together
Our voices matter.

We can’t feed our poor,
But the rich keep getting more.
Instead of bridges,
We get walls.

When did we go blind, to the suffering
Of the stranger,
who’s our neighbor?
I can’t just be for me, if I’m free,
So people, follow me.

Open your eyes, staring down power
For freedom.
Time to rise, pray with your feet.
We need you.

Speaking up,
Because silence,
Grows evil.
If we all,
March together
Our footsteps matter.
We spend more on defense,
But we never invest,
In those we most need to protect.

Land of opportunity?
Shutting doors?
What future is in store?
Now is our time.
Get in line.
Your voice,
Is mine!

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#american #usa #beingamerican #revolution #protest #civilrights #liberty #freedom #america #insightshurt

lila Feb 2019

untitled #3

writing words of revolutions
with the real stories
scribbled out between the lines
encased in beautiful metaphors
hidden in plain sight
1/30/2019

#stories #words #beautiful #metaphors #hidden #revolution #untitled