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World Peace Poem



world motivation

change starts with one person, one individual, taking a stand

are we wrong for questioning criminal politicians

Wanting officials held accountable, for not satisfying their positions

Right now… their is a war on liberty, that’s also quite astonishing

They sell the world hope and dreams, they never end up accomplishing

In a system rigged by politicians, bankers, and the so called elite

which is fueled by our support, it’s in our hands when it will suffer defeat

So if you are reading this poem, it’s time to do your part

share this message with others, because I mean it from the heart


Change Spoken Word Poem


We live in a society of criminal politicians

Each political term we’re promised hope and change, until they’ve been awarded their position

We live in a society where laws are influenced by corporations

More concerned with other countries, instead of reconstructing our own nation

Yes we can speeches, the promises of tomorrow

How can anyone lobby for another war, when we can still feel the pain and sorrow

I’m not for open borders, but don’t believe in segregation

We cannot support this influx while still dealing with inflation

The people are who built this country, that government is destroying

I miss the old america, the land of hope and dreams

Not our modern day concentration camps, or least that’s how it seems

Government should be held accountable the same as we the people

How can we trust a system, that’s secretly deceitful

I’m just hoping that we see the problem, and fix it as a nation

Or else we’re doomed towards a path of destabilization

Spoken Word- America || America by Poetry Lobby


Wake up…

As I head downstairs for my morning brew
I grab the remote and click on the news
Taught  to obey a program to reality
Repetitious reports of entertainment in tragedy
So I turn on my laptop and load up the screen
Click on indeed, not a job to be seen
Meanwhile, they ship all of our work overseas
Our borders are flooded with gang and disease, immigration reform, spare me the grief
Executive orders from the commander and chief, to bus the illegals wherever they please
To truly reform, we need honest politicians
With common sense, and the American vision
We can save our country, from a total collision

Conspiracy Theories by Poetry Lobby


An untethered soul, drifting ever so cautiously
This young man proclaimed no one will be the boss of me
He sought out all types of insightful knowledge
Though not the kind you’re taught college

Placed carefully in the context of books That your average Joe won’t  care to look
When he stumbled on something bigger than words
So epic, this is something you’ve never heard

What would you say if your very world seized to exist
And our government sucome  to dictatorship
Ruled by an elitist oligarchy, and you spent your entire paycheck on prison cell apartment… To Be Continued

Who Am I?


Who am I….

is a Question I Quite often struggle realize 

Are there still good guys left in this the surreal life

Born to be free like the founding fathers say in the constitution

free of government tyranny, dictatorship is a nice list dictatorship is a non solution

Who am I….

I am not the guy to sit back while the elite unfold this evil plan

Or is it just a coincidence where always at war in a foreign land 

I’m just an advocate for truth and a transparent policy

The american people this and the american people that I feel like the government

owes us an apology!

Who am I….

I am not just another average Joe that will sit back and play my part

And let the government claim to fix what they have broken from the Start

I am an advocate for change and that isn’t what whe’ve seen

Who wants a conservative government that doesn’t take away our dreams

Who am I….

I am a believer in we the people

That our government policies aren’t so deceitful

I know our government needs to be changed 

Because you don’t continue wearing an outfit with a stain 

I am a free American citizen, and that’s not just for me its for everybody listening