The Social Classes Poem by Liam Hughes

The Social Classes

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As people hide their evil traits
The darkness in them lies in wait
As rebels aim towards the state
Venom reveals itself as hate
But I do not think that time is late
It's time to listen to what passes

People who rely on proof
To test the things they know as truth
Will always fear the rising youth
The eagles claw the lions tooth
The devils eyes the horses hoof
As they try to break the social classes

While you cannot clear an empty space
You can read it in the daily race
Though fear is written on your face
All your clothes are made of lace
Not content with setting pace
Your world is full farces

But if this world could be seen
As part of an endless dream
You would wake in your beds and scream
How did this world become so mean
When did we tear the weakened seam
And can we repair the broken system

As trembled voices try to scare
All the time you're unaware
There's movement in the crowds that bare
The weight of all you tried to share
As you try to avoid their stare
You know you cannot miss them

While workers work to fill your home
They're picking off an empty bone
But you cannot hear their sickly groan
But you can see they're forced to roam
But while you're sitting on your throne
You can't even say god bless them

Thursday, June 12, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: class
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Godfrey Morris 31 May 2015

Awesome write. Please continue writing you are a talented writer

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Hazel Durham 19 July 2015

Deep, powerful write with great choice of words and a powerful message in your superb write!

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C. P. Sharma 10 September 2015

Beautiful poem with contemporary concerns. Keep it up.

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C. P. Sharma 10 September 2015

Beautiful poem with contemporary concerns.

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Luqman 29 April 2018

Please, someone give explanation of this poem.. explanation of each stanza..

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Edmund Strolis 18 June 2017

In America we have six million unfilled high paying skilled jobs. I have never envied the rich. I am too busy with my own accounts and when able bodied individuals without shame accept hand-outs while choosing to remain idle my sympathies only go so far. In America we have fat people with cell phones and cable T.V. and more excuses than effort to pick up rubbish from their own steps. Perhaps civilization is actually doing far better than they are capable of. We are not supermen we are human. I am always drawn to the fighter that refuses a hand-out I know of such people. Their pride is intact and although more than their share of hardships continually fall upon them they fight on and ultimately they will be victorious and if not they will have attempted with a dignity that seems to be alien to some. It is no wonder that the Africans that move here and are aware of true hardship reject their neighbors lack of initiative and soon outpace them by simply getting a chance to be successful. I have a great regard for their boundless energy and appreciation.

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Bri Edwards 04 March 2017

i see a second PH poem with this same title! different author. i shall not read it. The eagles claw the lions tooth The devils eyes the horses hoof.............i could not tell if some apostrophes or other punctuation would help me here. i think it would. favorite stanza so far: But if this world could be seen As part of an endless dream You would wake in your beds and scream How did this world become so mean When did we tear the weakened seam And can we repair the broken system..............i like that you don't force rhymes all the time. perhaps using fewer rhymes would help you to make the poem more clear in MY mind, but, even without understanding it completely (reading it only once) , i do like this poem especially for its flow and rhyming. There's movement in the crowds that bare.......i'm not sure if you want bare or bear here. a second favorite stanza: While workers work to fill your home They're picking off an empty bone But you cannot hear their sickly groan But you can see they're forced to roam But while you're sitting on your throne You can't even say god bless them Thanks. bri :)

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Luqman 29 April 2018

Sir can you please give me the explanation of each stanza..? ?

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Ahmed Gumaa Siddiek 04 June 2016

This is a very nice poem man, It is well rhymed and full of music. The theme is good and the case is eloquently explained.

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James Mclain 22 March 2016

As an American I realize that we have two different forms of government and again realize that our forms of democracy and capitalism are no longer functioning as they were intended.. iip

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