Rebellion Is The Descendant Of Harsh Hands Poem by Rose Marie Juan-austin

Rebellion Is The Descendant Of Harsh Hands

Rating: 4.6


Our shoulders are drooping
They are heavily laden
With numerous harsh laws
The rulers had imposed.

We are treated with iron fists
Reduced to mere machines
The rulers forgot
That we have hearts
Where we hide
The pains we feel inside.

They put us under the silkiness
Of their palms
Yet, their fingers
Act like giant claws
That strangle
And get our nods of agreement
On the laws they love to implement.

The pent-up anger
And toils of suffering
Are indeed overflowing
It turned into a fireball
Ready to hit and roll.

Tuesday, November 21, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: political
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Dillip K Swain 15 February 2018

We are treated with iron fists/Reduced to mere machines/The rulers forgot/That we have hearts....It's a pragmatic write quite insightful Rose! Thanks for sharing...10

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Rose Marie Juan-austin 19 February 2018

A good insight, Dr. Dillip. Thank you for your time and visit.

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Edward Kofi Louis 31 December 2017

Toils of suffering! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Rose Marie Juan-austin 31 December 2017

Thanks, Edward for your comment and visit. They will always be treasured.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 24 November 2017

Nods of agreement obeys love. Beauty of life is accepted through love and not by anger. This is a very thought provoking poem. We all need peace and care...10

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Bri Edwards 22 October 2020

Yikes! I wonder if you are writing about Pilipino or American politicians, OR those of all countries. I don't need you to tell me. And i wonder if you are a rebel at heart, ready to hit and roll. bri :)

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Anjandev Roy 16 February 2020

The pains we feel inside......brilliant. Thank u. anjandev roy.

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C F 14 March 2019

A great poetic write, I can feel your anger and rage. More poetry like these from your pen, please!

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Richard Jarboe 30 January 2019

This poem says it all. Good work, ric

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Kumarmani Mahakul 03 October 2018

They put us under the silkiness Of their palms Yet, their fingers Act like giant claws That strangle And get our nods of agreement On the laws they love to implement.......so impressive. Beautiful poem.

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Rose Marie Juan-austin

Laoag City, Philippines
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