#privileged - Hello Poetry

I see young old skin Fearing to feel Paint wearing thin Truth in a ring-pull Deliberate distraction does what it must to retract us from us But none of this has stuck The privileged pretend, the poor attend And stringed ones will strive for their view of amends So shoot off their judge wig as fast as they send it Use humour to poke, laugh like a blanket Lie between the meadow and the edge And wink at clowns with the mask of death...

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Aug 20, 2025

Aug 20, 2025 at 7:33 PM UTC

SeismicNought

Truth in a ring-pull

I see young old skin Fearing to feel Paint wearing thin Truth in a ring-pull Deliberate distraction does what it must to retract us from us But none of this has stuck The privileged pretend, the poor attend And stringed ones will strive for their view of amends So shoot off their judge wig as fast as they send it Use humour to poke, laugh like a blanket Lie between the meadow and the edge And wink at clowns with the mask of death...

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I live a life of privilege; It’s always been my norm. A most comfortable existence I have lived, From the day that I was born. Had everything I’d ever need, And all the things I’d want. One might confuse it for greed, I never asked; it’s how I was brought up. All the food, shows, and gaming, The world had, yet I was bored. I had infinite satisfaction, But from this, complacency formed. So long I knew no else, Then my views were changed. Dad drove me through the city And expanded my viewpoint’s range.

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Jan 31, 2025

Jan 31, 2025 at 8:39 PM UTC

Ascertivus

The Dichotomy of Privilege

I live a life of privilege; It’s always been my norm. A most comfortable existence I have lived, From the day that I was born. Had everything I’d ever need, And all the things I’d want. One might confuse it for greed, I never asked; it’s how I was brought up. All the food, shows, and gaming, The world had, yet I was bored. I had infinite satisfaction, But from this, complacency formed. So long I knew no else, Then my views were changed. Dad drove me through the city And expanded my viewpoint’s range.

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Be unrealistic, congratulations! You are privileged. And think me wrong, I am only a realist. If you don't like the observational It's because you fail to see Things as they really are And rather, how you'd like them to be.

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Aug 4, 2024

Aug 4, 2024 at 4:08 PM UTC

manx-kronos-pragna

Pathos Logos, Ethos Dead & Gone

Be unrealistic, congratulations! You are privileged. And think me wrong, I am only a realist. If you don't like the observational It's because you fail to see Things as they really are And rather, how you'd like them to be.

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I think you do not realize that the childhood of the privileged does not make you richer with knowledge - There are people far wealthier than the 1%

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Dec 24, 2021

Dec 24, 2021 at 4:01 PM UTC

Persephone33

The Children of Happy Homes

I think you do not realize that the childhood of the privileged does not make you richer with knowledge - There are people far wealthier than the 1%

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If we are a free country why does everything cost so much? Society will not help those stuck in a cycle of poverty The many cannot help themselves So poor stay poor and the rich keep expanding the size of their bank accounts Cannot save the hungry or the homeless so we might as well save face Mistaken for freedom is decision We are given few choices to make us feel like we are in control but that power is just an illusion It is a free country to the privileged and an imprisoned country to the impoverished

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Apr 17, 2020

Apr 17, 2020 at 5:20 AM UTC

AmandaKayBurke

Land Of The Free

If we are a free country why does everything cost so much? Society will not help those stuck in a cycle of poverty The many cannot help themselves So poor stay poor and the rich keep expanding the size of their bank accounts Cannot save the hungry or the homeless so we might as well save face Mistaken for freedom is decision We are given few choices to make us feel like we are in control but that power is just an illusion It is a free country to the privileged and an imprisoned country to the impoverished

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All We Want Is Some Magic there is this fantastical world we create in our heads when we see something material and lovely a beautiful house desirable car or something like a beautiful house or desirable car we fantasize about how attractive those people are how wonderful their children are the elaborate vacations they take they have a beautifully groomed dog with the right name tremendous parties and they live carefree. J.G.Lutes

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Aug 28, 2019

Aug 28, 2019 at 9:08 PM UTC

JGLutes

All We Want Is Some Magic

All We Want Is Some Magic there is this fantastical world we create in our heads when we see something material and lovely a beautiful house desirable car or something like a beautiful house or desirable car we fantasize about how attractive those people are how wonderful their children are the elaborate vacations they take they have a beautifully groomed dog with the right name tremendous parties and they live carefree. J.G.Lutes

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Quarter of a century down Still trapped in the same old world A world of part time jobs and no benefits Of living with our parents And hearing about millennial privilege. The privilege of working our ***** off And having nothing to show for it The privilege of not going to the doctor Because we can't afford to get sick The privilege of hearing how we're killing industries Because we've found better ways to spend our time The privilege of knowing one in 3 of us has been molested in our lifetime And knowing most of them don't believe us. The privilege of participation awards But knowing the difference between winning and dying Because we can't afford basic medications The privileges of being 25.

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Feb 11, 2019

Feb 11, 2019 at 10:41 AM UTC

sbutler

Privileges of Being 25

Quarter of a century down Still trapped in the same old world A world of part time jobs and no benefits Of living with our parents And hearing about millennial privilege. The privilege of working our ***** off And having nothing to show for it The privilege of not going to the doctor Because we can't afford to get sick The privilege of hearing how we're killing industries Because we've found better ways to spend our time The privilege of knowing one in 3 of us has been molested in our lifetime And knowing most of them don't believe us. The privilege of participation awards But knowing the difference between winning and dying Because we can't afford basic medications The privileges of being 25.

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In an epidemic of black eyes Cyclops people lose. A right of passage into womanhood is a HANDS ON approach. A right hook with a bow tie in the Vmiddle Knuckle. L O V E From index to pinky And all over her body. Seeing this from one eye Is the luck of having two. "Thank you.", I say. With half my mouth in silence As muted screams escape the smothering hand that says LOVE.

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Sep 30, 2018

Sep 30, 2018 at 12:15 PM UTC

Lousyerface

Thank you

In an epidemic of black eyes Cyclops people lose. A right of passage into womanhood is a HANDS ON approach. A right hook with a bow tie in the Vmiddle Knuckle. L O V E From index to pinky And all over her body. Seeing this from one eye Is the luck of having two. "Thank you.", I say. With half my mouth in silence As muted screams escape the smothering hand that says LOVE.

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When I look upon my path All I can see is light I feel a beating in my chest But it's never felt quite right The sounds will echo in my hollow head The sounds will remain until I'm dead An opportunity to climb the ladder A door opened with success in sight My heart can't help but feel sadder My lungs run out of air The will to continue has always been my swear But what can I do when my legs go numb When the thought of being without makes me feel bare My hands will sweat My heart will race and in that moment I'll care Still I won't know And maybe I'll never feel what I've imagined And maybe I'll remain too scared to tell what happened I'm privileged I'm supported But that's not going to change it That feeling of hatred That inadequacy I'll still feel like a ghost I'll still feel wasted. Those dreams of warmth My dreams of hope They leave a crack in me They leave a hole of frost behind I need that warmth Because maybe in time I'll be less than anyone can see That's not a promise or a threat It's my prediction It's my fear that I'll never forget

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Nov 16, 2017

Nov 16, 2017 at 9:19 PM UTC

1ronLion

Privileged

When I look upon my path All I can see is light I feel a beating in my chest But it's never felt quite right The sounds will echo in my hollow head The sounds will remain until I'm dead An opportunity to climb the ladder A door opened with success in sight My heart can't help but feel sadder My lungs run out of air The will to continue has always been my swear But what can I do when my legs go numb When the thought of being without makes me feel bare My hands will sweat My heart will race and in that moment I'll care Still I won't know And maybe I'll never feel what I've imagined And maybe I'll remain too scared to tell what happened I'm privileged I'm supported But that's not going to change it That feeling of hatred That inadequacy I'll still feel like a ghost I'll still feel wasted. Those dreams of warmth My dreams of hope They leave a crack in me They leave a hole of frost behind I need that warmth Because maybe in time I'll be less than anyone can see That's not a promise or a threat It's my prediction It's my fear that I'll never forget

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Try it for a day... people thinking your white... got it easy they say.. Fit in my shoes where your words never questioned... But cos the shade or lack of pigmentation. I'm the one watching wording even thought you say its ok... When I walk outside, I'm like you human.. but you just see WHITE.. PRIVILEGE... What is that anyway.. I grew up poor like others on my street where was my privilege? When four brothers had just rice to eat... Privilege is who ever is up there which ever pigment is dominant becomes the privileged one there... Try being me for a moment see through my eyes. I'm not privileged working my **** off to where I am today... It would be a privilege if we all walked in others shoes to see the grass isn't always greener on the other side of the fence.. What's that I hear you say.. privileged.. be me for a day..

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Aug 10, 2017

Aug 10, 2017 at 10:29 AM UTC

poetic-t

White For A Day

Try it for a day... people thinking your white... got it easy they say.. Fit in my shoes where your words never questioned... But cos the shade or lack of pigmentation. I'm the one watching wording even thought you say its ok... When I walk outside, I'm like you human.. but you just see WHITE.. PRIVILEGE... What is that anyway.. I grew up poor like others on my street where was my privilege? When four brothers had just rice to eat... Privilege is who ever is up there which ever pigment is dominant becomes the privileged one there... Try being me for a moment see through my eyes. I'm not privileged working my **** off to where I am today... It would be a privilege if we all walked in others shoes to see the grass isn't always greener on the other side of the fence.. What's that I hear you say.. privileged.. be me for a day..

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when people in america (or many other countries) say "i have nothing to be thankful for" it upsets me because being "poor" in america is nothing compared to being poor in many other places it frustrates me that people with nothing to eat but grass can find more to be thankful about then someone with endless possibilities of success stop complaining about what you don't have and be thankful for everything that you do

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Nov 24, 2015

Nov 24, 2015 at 4:04 PM UTC

DayJune

for the day we eat turkey

when people in america (or many other countries) say "i have nothing to be thankful for" it upsets me because being "poor" in america is nothing compared to being poor in many other places it frustrates me that people with nothing to eat but grass can find more to be thankful about then someone with endless possibilities of success stop complaining about what you don't have and be thankful for everything that you do

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We are liars We are beautiful and privileged We are cracked and broken A tale of love and romance A tale of tragedy Which are lies?

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Aug 30, 2014

Aug 30, 2014 at 11:47 AM UTC

scarings

Untitled

We are liars We are beautiful and privileged We are cracked and broken A tale of love and romance A tale of tragedy Which are lies?

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I could run forever Past this damaged dry wall I've got it all planned out Down to the last phone call Train jumping or hitch hiking By car or by plane I've got to get away from these people Before I go any more insane I've been wishing for a solace And to not be selfish or cold I can fix all these little things But my home I can't control I will run forever stop when I'm as far as I could get Without coming back around And then some This town is ******* the blood from my veins.

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Jul 12, 2014

Jul 12, 2014 at 7:20 AM UTC

grace-anne-kennard

Run

I could run forever Past this damaged dry wall I've got it all planned out Down to the last phone call Train jumping or hitch hiking By car or by plane I've got to get away from these people Before I go any more insane I've been wishing for a solace And to not be selfish or cold I can fix all these little things But my home I can't control I will run forever stop when I'm as far as I could get Without coming back around And then some This town is ******* the blood from my veins.

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