OPPRESSION

 

In a world full of hope

Where lions rule the plains

And their roar quakes the earth,

Where a shooting star is an omen

For men whose destinies are wed

To how much land they can wrest

From those of peasant birth,

Where the cyclone of economic progress

Gave birth to the seeds of doom

Where survival is a death race

That pits man against man

And against Gaya's pregnant legacy.

 

In a world where one only sees

With the eyes and not the heart

Where darkness is only a mystery

That unseen is best forgotten

Where men and women dance

To music that others have made

And pay homage to the muse

That inspired such galactic sounds

And after all is said and done

Where success is still the measure

Of the distance one has traveled

On the backs of the oppressed.               

Reviews

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This is one of the poems that make you stop, sit, think and marinade in the words expressed so strongly but passionately. You have an amazing quality with word choice and descriptions. I truly enjoyed this.

[Kena Dawn Augustine]

In a world full of hopeWhere lions rule the plainsAnd their roar quakes the earth,

my fav line. Because I love lions! ha. but either way, this poem is very deep and intelligent. You had a strong message and you conveyed it very well.

kena

[BEEGE]

Nice!
The word choice was amazing and I
Like what you are saying in this one.
Good job.