Political- Poem

In the land of red hats and loud cheers,They cast their votes, fueled by fears. Promises made, but not always kept, In the end, it's their own dreams that wept.

Tax cuts for the rich, the wealthy thrive,
While the working class struggles to survive.
Policies that strip the safety net bare,
Leaving many in despair, gasping for air.

They rallied for change, a brighter day,
But found themselves led astray.
For in the quest to make things great,
They overlooked their own true fate.

Now it's time for them to see the light,
Now it’s time to stand together, and unite.
To fight against the Liar.
Since this situation has become Dire.

None of them respect the laws.
They came For All,
not just one.
Make those phone calls
Before we all fall.
For no one has won.

© 2025 Mary Robbins

Hello Creep (Poem)

 Darkness just won't let me be.
Around the corner, I do see
Creeping up on me like an old friend.
I thought last year was the end,
Yet here we go again. 

The repeat of depression,
Nightmares are now in session.
Do you have any more confessions?
The weight of sorrow, with no concessions.
 In the shadows, I am bound by silent screams,
Just like the horror movie scenes.
No one around, 

A battle fought within my mind.
Peace and solace, are too hard to find.
Yet through the darkness, I will strive
To find the light to stay alive. 

Pushing through the sorrow and pain,
Reminding them of my roots and name.
This too shall pass,
Just like broken glass, 

Reflecting the evil smile,
So vile.
The demon didn't make a peep,
Only took one giant leap
Into my mind with whispers deep,
In the silence, secrets keep.

©2025 M. Robbins

Chaotic Year

 In the whirlwind of days, 

time's frantic race, 

Moments blur, a chaotic embrace. 

From dawn's first light to midnight's deep,

 A year of turmoil, promises to keep.

Storms of change, relentless and wild, 

Dreams once clear, now beguiled. 

Through the tempest, we navigate, 

Seeking calm amidst the fate.

Laughter mingles with tears unshed, 

Paths once taken, now misled. 

Yet in the chaos, strength we find, 

Resilience blooms, heart and mind.

Each challenge faced, a lesson learned, 

In the fire, our spirits burned. 

From ashes rise, anew we stand, 

A testament to life's grand plan.

©2025 M. Robbins

Two Poems

Falling Through The Cracks
I speak my words with power and grace
But the pen is mightier than my voice
Yet those who need to hear them most
Are deafened by their own noise
I wipe the tears that stain my face
Insurance has betrayed me
They deny me what I need to live
A diabetic by my genes
They say it's not essential
Or life-preserving
How can they be so cruel?
Insulin to regulate my blood
A meter to keep track
Without them I'm in danger
Of falling through the cracks

Agony
I speak my words, but no one hears
The pen is mightier, they say
But words are wasted on deaf ears
That only know how to betray
I cry alone, with tears that burn
Insurance has denied me care
They say I don’t need what I earn
They say my life is not their affair
I need insulin to survive
I need to check my glucose level
But they don’t care if I’m alive
They only care about their bevel
I doubt their logic and their morals
I doubt their humanity
I doubt my life and all its sorrows
As I sit here in agony

©2023 Mary Robbins

Taking Notes

 I sit here with a foggy mind
When I used to learn, my brain was confined
My thoughts were always racing
But now I’m only tracing

The daily routine is no longer the same
A pencil dangles over the paper frame
I write down what I think
Or else my ideas will sink
I seek some treatment for my pain

Nothing seems better
Nothing feels right
But I’m still ready to fight
For justice and for light

Everyone says they’re in the same boat
But they don’t know how hard it is to stay afloat
I wear hoodies like a coat
And take notes while I hope.

© 2023 M. Robbins

The Lark

Little Song Bird
Soaring against the wind
With courage and persistence
Does he sing a tune of sorrow
Or a melody of bliss
What is his message
Can he still sing

Has he wandered off his path
Has he been forsaken
Where is his flock
Isolated in this world

But he flies on freely
And he sings on
Whether it's a warning
Or a cheerful chirp

He will endure
Larks have always flourished
No drama
No stress

Wouldn't it be a blessing
If we could learn from him
Take a page from his book
Let's be like the Lark

©️2023 M. Robbins

Drown In Poverty

Life is a storm that rages on
So goes the common phrase
But I feel life’s a bitter pill
The rich always take the glaze

When will dawn break for the poor
Who struggle to survive
The boat is small, the sea is rough
Get another job they chide

Three jobs he has and still we drown
In bills and debts galore
The media feeds me with their lies
To flee is my only wish

Recession looms as prices soar
Depression lurks behind
A lesson learned too late for us
We should have questioned more

Is this the vision of our founders
Who fled from unjust taxes
Now we are under blunt axes
The rich have turned their backs

Tyranny reigns over the poor
Can anyone hear our plea
We frown in pain and misery
We drown in poverty

©️2023 M. Robbins