Discrimination Poems | Examples of Discrimination Poetry

You feel the whispers slither down the long corridor, each murmur coiling around your thoughts like hungry vines. They scratch at your calm, sharp as claws unseen, and fracture your resolve until your heart cannot stay silent. You sense the walls themselves lean, curious and burdened, their cracks breathing echoes of every stolen word. Even the chairs groan beneath an invisible...

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I dont blame her for how she chose to survive It was never really her choice It was a forced setup A gun forced into our hand To absolve them of guilt But they guide our hands On to the trigger And coax us into pulling it But was it really suicide When the world forced...

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It was a funeral for myself And I still haven't buried her yet The sky opened up and released its anger Rained down in grief and sadness The only other witness to her multiple deaths The world built her to break It was too late to save her For she was now unrecognisable In a casket crafted from pain...

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Does he like black girls Or does he like the idea of the swirl Does he like black girls Or does he only like type two and three curls Does he like black girls Or does he want bragging rights Does he like black girls Or does he just want a turn Does he like black girls Or does he want...

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Acceptance equals survival Survival equals safety Comfort equals invisibility And invisibility is vital For us to live a somewhat peaceful life 'Somewhat' because they even kill us in silence They even kill us despite our compliance When they see us we are greeted with violence There is a method to the existence of being black A formula so...

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In halls where silence speaks louder than words, I stand, a beacon amidst the unseen. Their gazes, sharp as unspoken swords, Pierce through the facade, where I've always been. Once, my voice resonated with pride, Now, it's drowned by murmurs and disdain. Yet, I endure, with dignity as my guide, In a place where respect is hard to attain. But within me, a...

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Oh Palestine! your blessed secret smile purge my mind with good daily you are my prayers ...

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When the Language Merge** I walked into Bobby Department Store and yelled, “Where are the Jamaicans and Barbadians?” This might sound a little strange to most people; however, it’s that time of year when all the languages and dialects merge, accompanied by the authentic accents from their respective places. Plus, there's always a bit of rudeness...

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We are the villains in a story they spun We get the villain arc without being a villain The storyline of a traumatic childhood Living under a shadow Constantly being misunderstood Having to sacrifice ourselves for the greater good Without being given credit of saving the world What they don't tell you is how the hero is the coward How...

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An autopsy of a black body One who suffered greatly The body pushed past its limits To the point it had enough and quit A scalpel to their chest Slowly peeling the layers of flesh Noticing the rot Hit by the stench of trauma The body dissected The organs removed Leaving the body an empty shell Of a broken person Beaten by an...

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I am the mirror of truth I am the reflection of accountability That will show the shards of what is, not what's not I will reflect their own darkness back at them So they can feel an ounce of the pain we suffered through To confront the truth of their own inferiority And be trapped in a room full...

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I have seen a lot in this life, The only thing I haven't seen is that which doesn't exist, I have seen a lot in this life, That which my mouth cannot explain. Tell us what you saw Mr. Stephen, What is it you saw that Troubles you, Did you see the rainbow or seven colours of madness, Tell us Mr. Ekemezie...

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There are voices all around us Not loud, not obvious, But aching to be heard. Within this poem lies three unheard stories Three souls, each silenced by society A woman who smiles in fear. A boy punished for love. And a girl whose dreams shrink in the shadows. Their pain is different, But their silence is the same. This poem is for them For the unheard,...

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Gangstalking is very inhumane Almost always leaving you insane Nobody seems to help or care Onlookers just sit and stare Echoes of fear, no place to be free Puzzled by what they hear and see Lost in shadows, yearning for dawn Victims missing and presumed gone Dreams whispered, seeking a sign Unpleasant life is anything but fine Echoes of hope, faint but still alive Unaware of...

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“It's a girl!” The female form, the rounded edges that soothe and nurture Shaped and created by gentle hands to fit a shoulder under a heavy arm Beast of burden I was formed this way and now I am bruised and soft from the many blows life has landed upon me As ages pass,we continue to strive to be...

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