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heartofbabel
41w
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We pretend to look it up
We pretend to know it all
We pretend to have the facts
Yet in the end we always fall
Enamored by religion
Institutional
A Boolean of truth
Where all other things are false
Because science has said it
For governmental funding
We read it on the headline
And that is saying something
The CDC, celebrities
All picturesque and stunning
It’s the popular option
No need to be confronting
All other opinions foolish
Lacking of the facts
Watched the news for twenty minutes
Put my faith within the act
God, I’m so enlightened
Nothing can distract
Cognitive to propaganda
Such revival in the tract
Time to get a flu shot
Need a new vaccine
Funding the production
Building a machine
Chemicals and compounds
Give me some caffeine
Loving this placebo
False securities in me
Never question anything
Never truly know
Never benefit the world
Just doing what we’re told
Livestock in comparison
No purpose to the soul
Idiots politicized
Who can barely even cope
While truth could be discovered
We remain within a cage
Mentally reduced
To the headlines of a page
References, a feeling
Unstable and enraged
Offended by statistics
With no hope of any change
The dangers of religion
Faith in institutes
Unchallenged and unscrutinized
Leaves minds of destitute
Zealous in belief
In an aimless, blind pursuit
Contemplation all abandoned
Afterthought, a residue
Brainwashed, corrupted
Controlled and engineered
Influenced, deceived
Hoodwinked and held in fear
Deluded, perverted
Seduced and volunteer
All references in marionette
The act of puppeteers
©heartofbabel
#HeartOfBabel #Babel #GaratheDen
#sociopolitical #References #News #FakeNews #Propaganda19 2 4
My Heart's a Ticking Time Bomb
A piece of the puzzle,
For my gullible self,
Cleverly priced,
Placed on top shelf,
How easily advertised,
How conveniently sold,
To poison my mind,
And weigh down my soul,
To weaken my perception,
My subjective reality,
Validate my ego,
Distort my personality,
A lie laced with gold,
So conveniently told,
A lock for,
Every window that opens inside,
Every mirror that looks through my hide,
To tame my tide,
And make it flow alongside,
The old banks of conformity,
That can't wash by themselves, of themselves, for themselves,
Thank you subjective reality,
A ticking time bomb I am,
Ready to explode,
Be careful my friend,
When you are down this road,
Read warnings in my eyes,
A lake so dry,
Listen my friend,
Not worth a try,
Be back to your abode,
This is not your road,
I am a ticking time bomb,
I'm going to explode,
Wish I had pulled that string,
Looked for all pieces,
Had done my thing,
Time's up,
Runs out the code,
Get going my friend,
I'm to explode!
©ashutosh_ratnakar8 0
The new Emperor
Fear is the new Emperor ruling the whole world these days,
Till now we were scared of losing only wealth and materials.
But now, all are worried of life- theirs and their dear ones,
Day by day the emperor is becoming strong at a rapid phase.
Worry was not much when the invader was far,
Now, he has made his way upto every door.
Fear is the strongest weapon to weaken the mind,
When the mind is conquered, everything else is ruined.
Propaganda spreads faster than air,
That is the mother of all the fear.
Please don't be carried away by the hearsays,
Believe in good, believe in God, have peace.
© beensN8 0
jenaroaragon
70w
Colony collapse disorder
We’re born in hexagons of vomit.
They see no reason or rhyme.
Little robots collecting sugar.
Population in decline.
Worship, she feeds us.
If she leaves us, elect a new queen for the hive.
The burden of authority.
Civilization on the rise.
In come the new gods, with their old songs about how we should be afraid.
And something that they’ve done has caused our sons to deteriorate.
They say they’ll save us?
They enslave us!
Add our surplus to their plate.
Called it superfluous as they discussed our inevitable fate.
These boxes might not feel like cages, but they help keep us in line.
They stack so high.
Fill us with pride.
Blind us with smoke.
Keep us inside.
Thinking outside the box you might get lost, so please just keep in mind:
Yellow-jackets and wasps want to accost our very way of life.
“It wasn't us, but them!”
Fooled, we condemn
But still don’t realize these feelings that we're pollinating grew from the seeds of a lie.
©jenaroaragon3 0 1
sarahrachelea
92w
Secretly badass she is
Her music is not even depressing
She's the shooting star
A propaganda of nebula and aurora
She's telling her story
With her deep and poetic art
~ from him to her
©sarahrachelea4 0
"The point of modern propaganda isn't only to misinform or push an agenda. It is to exhaust your critical thinking, to annihilate truth."
Garry Kasparov3 0
Freedom
What is freedom?
A road crowded by the preachers of equality,
Often funded controllers of immortality,
travelled by many in the pursuit of humanity
As we flow, we ask
Why this? How that?
Taken for granted,
Rarely flaunted,
The high road of emotions,
In a part of mind, caged
Freedom is mostly referenced as something physical,
Sold to us with a wrapped by the arguments so logical,
Have you ever wondered whether we are really free?
From being opinionated,
From being governed by our fears,
From the make believe of having a choice, while really not having one.
Bound by the said-unsaid rules of the society,
Educated, but dumbfounded, loosing the sense of priority,
Misled towards following the crowd,
Being rude to others and yet feeling proud,
Been restricting ourselves towards social media,
So much that our decisions are being governed by AI,
Like this is some kind of influencer driven mass hysteria,
Forgetting to question the importance of "who really am I"
Yes we have achieved freedom
but are we really, free?
If we can be easily enslaved by some known or unknown propaganda,
to follow some so called trend,
Everyone, everytime we read about is trying to push some kind of agenda,
not sure if anyone is really a friend.
©alias_poetry8 0 1
faulty_puppet
100w
तुच्छ (Tiny)
हज़ारों वर्षों पहले हुआ जनम हमारा
अर्सों के दरमियान हुआ विकास हमारा
क्या था इस विकास का नतीजा
आओ सुनाऊं कहानी एक तुच्छ से प्रजाति का
इंसान है हम, सर्वश्रेष्ठ कहते खुद को
उसूंलों और मिसालों से जीतें है हम
तोड़ते जोड़ते इनको जैसी हमें ज़रूरत हो
विकास से लगाए दुनिया के चक्कर हमने
खुशहाल ज़िंदगी कि तलाश में बनाए यंत्र
तारों को भी ढूंडा, फिर भी प्यास ना बुझी
तो चांद पर भी इलाके बनाए हमने
बनाए तलवारें, तीर-कमाण, बम, बंदूकें
जानवरों को मारा, खाल पहनी और खाए पका के
यह कैसी भूक हमारी, न समझी मैं
लालच में इंसान एक दूसरे की खाल उधेरें
सोचता हूं अक्सर, क्या है पहचान हमारी
वह प्रजाति जो दूसरे ग्रह में बसने की सोचे,
या वह जो एक मूक और उसके अजात बच्चे को मारे?
आज शर्मिंदा हूं मैं अपनी जात से
ज्ञात है मुझे हमारी औकात क्या है
हम तो है एक डरपोक और तुच्छ प्रजाति
हथियारों और दीवारों से हम सच छुपाए
जंगलों के बदले बना आशियां हमारा
जानवरों को मारा क्योंकि भूक है मिटाना
प्रकृति और पृथ्वी को निचोड़ा हर वक़्त बेवजह
अब कौन सा ग्रह है अगला वीनाश हमारा
सर्वश्रष्ठ नहीं, सर्वविनशी विष है हम
उत्थान नहीं पतन हुआ है तिनका दर तिनका
जानवर पौधे न मिले तो अपनों को ही खाए हम
हज़ारों वर्षों बाद दुनिया अंतिम क्षण में है
और इसको बचाने के दिखावे पर हम भी जुड़े है
असमान सोच, साधन जब मिले अनियंत्रित
नतीजा उसका सुधार नहीं संहार ही है
©the_prabhashish10 2 2
mydilbeats
101w
Oh lord read this
If God's doin all this, he ain't doin it right. If someone else is doin all this, God ain't handlin it right. So he's not doin something right for sure.
©mydilbeats3 0
alxita
102w
Read More-- Icing of the Cake --
The cake full of their inane, ripped-apart souls
While the kettle whistles, it achieves what's a goal
Aggrandizing their power for which they defy
Abusing for what's called greed, equality's denied
The cake, settling down from sojourning in the oven
Cooling down the temperatures as hope descends
Now, for time calls the end of quieting the innocents
Since they've settled as well, sugarcoating will extend
Now, putting the icing so later people won't know
Of what was a debacle in which trusts have gone low
So, they won't judge, and continue on unnoticed
Wondering as to what it is, behind is the malice
The icing of the cake, palliating a long history
Now it remains hidden, cutting its transparency
Since the latter society will not notice ever again
Will the cycle repeat as well? Hopes may descend
#poetry #history #propaganda #society #cake #icing #sugarcoating #hiding #secluding #dark #fiasco #life #thoughts #mirakee #alxita_may_twenty #ceesreposts
Poem no. 103
May 30, 2020, 10:12 AM (GMT+8)
Note: This poem is rather a continuation to my former poem "Kettle", posted here on April 28, 2020.Icing of the Cake
Now, putting the icing so later people won't know, of what was a debacle in which trusts have gone low, so they won't judge, and continue on unnoticed
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james_taumas
103w
War Games
Conjured enemies
Fear rhetoric broadcasted
Propaganda drip fed
Politicians and generals snuggle
Signatures wet
Money floods the coffers
War machine gears turn
Mass production resumes
War machine awakens
Protection behind iron walls
Peace a lost island.
©james_taumas7 0
mydilbeats
109w
Do Tell.
If everyone is either Bhakts or Libtardus,
Where are all the normal, regular Indian people?
Well some of them got beatings and some starved to death BUT WHERE ARE THE REST??!!
@Mydil Beats4 0
mydilbeats
110w
Ekaf Swen
There are WhatsApp forwards reporting on covid19 cases categorizing the victims by their religions. Conveniently a few days after the "incident". These posts did not exist before. Who's creating these posts and for whom? Who's involved in this racist transaction of ticking time bombs called WhatsApp forwards? Isn't this a clear act of racism??! Clearly you figured it out looking at names, iam sure those numbers are WRONG. You are wrong.
@Mydil Beats
©mydilbeats9 0
mydilbeats
110w
Breaking news!!
Hi people. Saw the WhatsApp msg today asking not to WhatsApp?
This is what happens when you raise a monster and it grows big, and you're not able to control it anymore. It's your fault this is all your fault!
You know who you are.
@Mydil Beats
©mydilbeats12 0
alxita
111w
Read More"Silence is what they need, to hide their own lies and greed"
#poetry #thoughts #silence #society #life #truth #propaganda #hypocritical #bias
Poem no. 13
Mar. 27, 2020, 5:38 PM (GMT+8)
(Old poem written on Jan. 30, 2020)Silence, they say
Silence, they say
The same ones who did such ways
Some sweet hypocrisy they say
Some truths won't last a single day
Silence is what they need
To hide their own lies and greed
Some war will they need
For people's attention will they mislead
Some nice propaganda they spread
For people to be biased as they've said
When truth has already gone to bed
Will chaos eventually guillotine one's head
©alxita8 2 1
- dmpavan11 Really,wordless..everthing you have covered precisely..Just one stanza I expected of real silence of nature..In spite,great job..
near_lane7
118w
Where are they
Who are you
Mystical voices
Hidden behind towers
Whispering sound waves
Missing sweet scent of flowers
Left unchallenged
Invading populations minds
Approvals become mainstream
A dangerous grind
Minorities shall rise
convince forgive and invite
Grow exponentially
The countries renew
And strong they shall heal
Freedoms communities angst individuals pain
To support and believe
Respect truth and caring
For themselves and all others
Never in vain
©near_lane78 0
The good thing about propaganda is that it never lasts long....the bad thing is it burns the world around while it lasts
8 0
survey says
you were being taught
and the more you knew
the more you fought
©vainlain9 0
#Soldoutmedia
Spine broken, shoulders stooped
Even voice is stumbling...
Lord save my dear democracy
The fourth pillar is crumbling...
©chiranjeet8 0
Fuehrer
O! Fuehrer!
Venerated
Revered
Fuehrer!
Tell me
Give me
An account
Of Happy days
Tell me
Give me
An account
Of Autocracy
Tell me
Give me
An account
Of Manipulations
Tell me
Give me
An account
Of Propaganda
Happy Days
Will come
You promised
Will come
You came
They didn't
You host
They lost
You must be
Last life Adolf
You must be
Last life Fuehrer
© Vighnesh Shirgurkar
©writing_eagle_
