Venting 1.0 Poem by Poemahontas Poemadonna

Venting 1.0

Rating: 5.0


Torn pictures
Broken mirrors
Sworn scriptures
Spoken clearer

Thugs in suits
Drugs to the youth
War for the troops
Afraid of the truth

Blood for oil
A poor man's fee
Rich and spoiled
Always agree

Speaking my mind
Not blasphemy
But there's pastors
Getting salaries

The church people
Might get mad at me
But God is love
And love is free

Venting 1.0
Wednesday, August 24, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life,love,religion,spiritual
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
R Soos 20 November 2016

I'm not liking the title. speaking truth to power is not venting, it's teaching, shouting, helping others learn the words the can use to empower their own lives. Ten points!

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Theodora Onken 30 August 2016

Yes! You have summed it all up perfectly!

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Poemahontas Poemadonna 24 August 2016

Just speaking my mind

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