
Mice beneath mammoths:
Violence of liberation,
Shadow of justice
Blast from the past:
Gold coast and its slum:
Children of circumstances,
Nowhere to be home.
The Cracked Door – Daily Haikus
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Poems about society

Mice beneath mammoths:
Violence of liberation,
Shadow of justice
Blast from the past:
Gold coast and its slum:
Children of circumstances,
Nowhere to be home.

Pathways of power
The world lit only by fire
Strength in what remains
Blast from the Past:
She loved reading books
To candlelight that with age,
Her eyes strain to read.

We face a battle.
We aren’t going to fight it,
But we will win it.
Blast from the Past:
The tongue is a rope
That can give just enough slack
To hang yourself with

Do not preach at me
When you don’t take the time to
First hear my story.
Blast from the past:
Deep within you is
The desire for no more war
Despite what happened

Wounded, cowering
But not slain, the defeated
Shall rise again soon.
Blast from the past:
The temple of man,
The beginning of knowledge:
A distant mirror.

Son of the desert
Against civilization
Discover nature
Blast from the past:
Got to tell the truth.
Unless you’re living a lie,
Then just say nothing.

History cleansing
Itself in my eyes, falling
Through my fingers
Blast from the Past:
Receive and reply
Constant churn goes back and forth
An endless circle