Constitution Poems - Poems about Constitution

they come down on you with their silver badges and rusted hearts, nightstick morality, a fist of laws so tight you can hear my knuckles crack. they'll jail the hungry, the weak, the lost while their own hands stink of greed, of white cocaine powder trails, nights twisted up in back rooms with drinks and dirty deals. they call it credit card justice, where a fee is charged, just...

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CREATED to unite and govern OFFICIAL Document for nations NUMBER one point of reference STATE, federal, and local TIME sensitive and amendable INCLUSIVE of all citizens TIRRANY undesired and controlled UNITY'S best hope THE rule of law IDENTIFIES goals and roles ORGANIZES people for purposes NATIONS should remain sovereign DREAMS and destinies AUTHORITY promotes longevity YESTERDAY'S founding fathers ...

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I walk into the darkness, my Father holds my hand Naked in Him barefooted I see with my spiritual eye, dimension spirit realm I hear with my ears, heavenly things I touch with my soul, abundantly beings Angels sing I can hear them calling I walk not afraid, I am with my heavenly host I walk not with a stranger, but with Jesus...

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In the heart of vibrant Africa, where democracy should reign, Two shadows lurk, two specters haunt, two faces of the same pain. One a soldier, gun in hand, the other clothed in suit, Both rob the people of their choice, both the people's voice they mute. The military coup, so stark, its violence loud and clear, Ousts the leaders chosen...

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In the annals of time, a tale untold, Resides the slavery loop hole, bold. Within the Constitution, revered and strong, Lurks a dark verse, where justice went wrong. Enslavement's grip, it sought to uphold, A contradiction, a story yet untold. A clause concealed, with chilling grace, Deemed humans as chattel, a disgrace. Through ink-stained words, a nation was bound, Yet shackles of oppression knew...

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.....Stress prayer in the heart in the home ...

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My smiles just for the institution, Which trifles not with constitution: Brooks not the safest prostitution, Defaulters starving restitution... Institution that works with tuition To minds prepare for intuition, So that yesterday's Dumped Destitute Is not today's Bitter Prostitute... Institution tasting sweet Appeal, No plans to Sacrosanct Laws repeal: A body for Routine procreation Of men with famished eyes on fruition. That's institution for Rubber...

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There was a mighty head of state who thought he was like God. Within the prercincts of his house all feared his heavy plod. We now hear many stories, some of which appal, of crashing crockery on the floor and ketchup on the wall, and how the hand that held the helm grabbed his driver's steering wheel. Many a good ship did...

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I Our cry, silenced. We watch the murder of our freedoms Like spectators at a lynching. Our Twenty-first-century forbearance rubbed out, Our twentieth-century sensibilities never happened. High court corruption, A misogyny hell-bent on a 19th-century revival. In its myopic mendacity, In its mockery of fundamental democracy, We all take great comfort in knowing A woman’s body is now state-regulated. There is great solace...

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The idea that our founding fathers intended anyone over 18 to possess enough firepower to destroy the entire continental army of 1776 is absurd, arrogate and dangerous. #repealthe2ndamendment *Arrogate: to take or claim an illegal right....

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On threads of wispy air, in breathy undertones of political wind, I can hear the quiet catastrophe, the quiet ruination of our commonwealth. I can hear the sleepy madness, turned avalanche between my ears. I can hear the quiet catastrophe, the whispered words of terrorists, guttural phrases taunted as political incorrectness, flaunted vacuous nihilism fomenting insurrectionism, the quiet convulsion of our self-rule. I...

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Day-223 “I Am Your Constitution” In the wee hours of the night There came a pounding on my door Up from my bed I rose Who’s that pounding on my door? Why are you pounding on my door? Wake up! Wake up! It’s raining hard outside And I, not a cover for my head Let me in! Let me in! Lightning...

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I appreciate The patriotic voices It does my heart good I truly believe In what makes this country great But I would say this: The Constitution And Bill of Rights created To ensure freedom Against tyranny And to stop invaders from Attacking our homes We have the right to Should pack a gun... Having the right to Be free goes hand in hand with The right to feel safe If we continue To...

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Some rights or your life? The question's put to us all What would be your choice? We need to profile Trading some rights for safety Small inconvenience To locate the nests Of these cockroaches and to Exterminate them Arguing over Our Constitutional rights Is a waste of time If our Forefathers Could see us now, they would say, "Destroy them all!" Then we will have time To live, to talk, to...

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