poems about power

Redistribution

One guy fumes at
Giving his hard-earned money
To people who don’t deserve it,
Freeloaders leeching off the system.
He calls it an unfair
Downward redistribution of wealth,
Rewarding slackers instead of
Individuals who work hard.

Another guy considers
That you can’t create an equitable
Society out of people who are
Only looking out for themselves,
Where wealth is
Exclusively channeled upward
Instead of apportioned
For the common good.

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Deserve

Let’s make sure
They go to trade school
Instead of college,
After all,
We want to make sure
We stay on top,
Wouldn’t want all
Those people
Threatening our power,
So, let’s do everything we can
To keep them
Where they deserve to be.

Destabilizing

Reversing many years
Of precedent,
Supporting a cruel
Authoritarian ideology,
Lining their cronies’ pockets,
Keeping political allies happy,
They open the floodgates of
Brutality,
Countless people’s lives
Ending violently,
Children murdered,
Destabilizing society for power,
Psychopathic lack of remorse.

Victims

Dangerous belief systems
Built on hatred of
Some other group,
Steeped in abuse,
Minds forced shut,
Self-described victims
Victimizing others,
No room for negotiation,
All or nothing,
Complete annihilation.

Cohort

Let’s design an amusement
Where I win every time and
Laugh hysterically with my
Cohort about how well
Things are going,
Shaking our heads in disbelief at
The splendid hand we’ve
Been dealt repeatedly,
Expectedly. With each
Giddy chortle of victory and
Puff of self-satisfaction,
Drink from the chalice,
Wine in such plentiful supply
It oxidizes, insipid.

Special Ability

Standing in front of an audience
Offering dubious expertise
Projected upon him by
Equally clueless followers,
The mere fact that he stumbled into
Being in the right place at
The right time and made
Mountains of money
Leads people, including himself,
To believe he has some special ability
That others don’t, beyond sheer luck.
He talks at length about
Nothing that matters.

One Less Mansion

It doesn’t have to
Be this way.
Companies can make
A lot of money and
Pay their employees well.
CEOs can pay themselves
Slightly less,
Build one less mansion,
So that their workers
Can buy a car,
Afford a mortgage,
Send their kids
To college,
Take a vacation,
Set some money aside,
Enjoy life.
Inequality doesn’t
Have to be the norm
Unless those at the top
Want it to be.

New Way

A troubling nightmare realized,
The order of things turned
Upside down in a deliberate
Assault on decency and kindness.

No semblance of empathy remains,
Pillage to your heart’s content,
Nothing matters but money,
The righteous new way.

My Land

This is my land,
My house,
My vehicles,
I own them and
Nobody’s going to
Tell me what I can
And can’t do
On my own property,
This is a free country,
I’ll do what I want
And if anybody
Has a problem with that,
Then things are going to
Get ugly very quickly.