Best Poems About / On RACISM
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Prejudice
If there was a way
to combine every ethnicity into one mixed race
there would still be prejudice
With no racism left in the world,
human beings would simply continue with other types of prejudice
They would simply hate people for being too short or too tall...
too tan or too pale, too skinny or too fat, too rich or too poor
Prejudice exists because people cannot learn to coexist
Most people hold each other to certain standards
that even they themselves at times don't even meet
What is that makes one person better than another?
The answer is nothing
We have both good and evil inside of us
and who we are is reflection of which one we feed
So the world could never be different,
unless people were to have different mind frames
Then everyone would begin to finally realize that
Humanity all originated from the same place,
from the same ancestors, from the same race...
The human race
and we would all live on one accord.
Philip St. Cyr
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Racism And Rank
Racism and Rank are humanity's shame
All people should be equal and the same
But in my lifetime this will never be
In the Human World of inequality
The person born into a so called royal family
Should be no more equal than the likes of you and me
But human society is not structured in this way
And such is life as some are known to say
The facts tell us so and facts do never lie
That human beings are mortals and all born to die
The billionaire like the pauper to the Reaper's scythe must fall
Eventually death comes to one and all
In the Human World inequality of Rank and Race
Seems sad to say will always have a place.
Francis Duggan
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Do it for the World
Poverty, hunger, racism, abuse,
Im sick and tired of the daily news,
Nightmares encompassing the air we breathe
Reality forces our grand visions to leave,
Everything around is spinning out of control
Morals all thrown out and shoved into a deep hole,
Injustices, as far as the eye can see,
Innocence, our friend, an unfortunate casualty.
I am a mere sailboat amidst the dark stormy sea,
Lets tame the brutal waves, we fight in solidarity.
I refuse to let oppression last any longer,
Together we band and our case is much stronger.
Lets take back the world that was given as a gift,
A world that for years has been set on a drift,
Lets douse any laziness and hatred in our hearts,
Its this immaturity thats driven us apart.
Weve strapped on our own chains, built our own walls to our jail,
Lets break free of it all, let our cause shine through and prevail,
Its extremely important our mistakes come undone,
The skys not the limit, reach for the moon and the sun
We may be young and unknown to the world
But with our purpose hope will be unfurled.
Would it kill us to all let go of our selfish ways,
Do it for all the kids who go hungry for days.
Do it for the little girl whos bought and sold,
Do it for the children who wont live to be old.
Do it for the victims of domestic abuse,
You must act now, there is no excuse.
Jennifer Romero
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The Effects of Racism
I was once invited to participate,
In a seminar.
To discuss the effects of racism,
Conducted many miles away in an isolated
Remote area
Distanced from where the effects took place.
Near my home.
And I was to be the only Black to appear,
On this prestigious panel.
I declined the offer.
Since I felt it was ridiculous,
To remove myself away from those 'effects'
While in discussion with others,
Who kept perpetuated the acceptance
Of expressed indifferences.
Plus I had attended another affair,
At the same location...
As others listened intently,
While I explained reasons for wearing my hair
In dreads!
And if it had an affect on my identity.
I was then asked to come again,
Next time I was in the area.
As if these 'settings' would be missed,
In my life!
And those who 'sympathized' with my plight,
Would embrace my need to receive their acceptance.
With an understanding of my internal turmoil.
Which, of course, had to depress,
My sensibilities.
Yes!
Only an eyewitness experiencing this,
Would appreciate the sacrifices I make.
Living amongst those who have not been so 'chosen'
To escape from their deprived and substandard conditions.
Inflicted upon them by those less liberal of deed.
I feel so blessed to be honored,
By those 'willing' to share their comfort zones!
However...
There is something about my own environment,
That affords me the freedom to express less pretentiousness.
Although I must say this,
Being a 'victim' of those who are racists...
Has, at times, been to my benefit.
At least I know where they are coming from.
And I have been given opportunities to avoid them!
With a choice to leave them and their preceptions,
'Impressed' upon their limited consciousness.
And I,
Could leave them alone to glorify their intentions.
Lawrence S. Pertillar
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