Accusations Poems - Poems about Accusations

It was 2019 when someone accused me of being in denial of the privileges I had as a white man. At the time I felt uncomfortable with this. I didn't understand how I had any advantage socially or economically over black people. I knew how I felt about racism, I had seen examples of...

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"I'm short I'm fat I'm a wh*re My a*s is too flat I b*tch too much And play too little I'm nothing but a sl*t Who f*ks for crystal I'm never happy Always sad My hair is too nappy I only make you mad I suck in bed Can't give good he*d I'm not capable of making money So I'm a thief instead I'm ugly and disgusting Nobody can trust...

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DETECTIVE The detective sighed, sitting at his desk, he’d been working this job for many years, he remembered when Jessie had cried rape, could recall her interviews, and her tears, only to be proved the crocodile sort, she had never answered for that in court. The D.A. hadn’t wanted to charge her, said it might ‘chill’ other women out there, that they wouldn’t come...

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...Even worse as his youngest grew bigger he noticed things that had him quite alarmed, the kid had blue eyes, Whitney’s had been brown, his were brown too, he could not understand, his facial features were not like Jerry’s, he felt things he did not want to believe. Jerry ignored it as long as he could, but that dark thoughts just kept...

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...A child who’d never know a father that had deserved him more than she could tell, knowing that she must lie to her husband, the truth of it would not end very well. The moments when she should feel only joy, she just felt despair she could not avoid. The weight of it all pushed Whitney to drink, she hid it well,...

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...He still felt the urge to comfort Whitney, to tell her he didn’t blame her for this, that all of this had been Jesse’s doing, but the words just didn’t come to his lips. But Whitney’s lips did, she was in his arms, even now he felt helpless to her charms. Later that night, in his small apartment, she dressed quietly, and...

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...His starting point, after much hustling, was a diner at the edge of the town, the man who had once built massive bridges now spent his days at work frying hash browns. Working for a pittance, day after day, the only place that would dare give him pay. About three months into doing such work, just after the breakfast rush was complete, he...

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DETECTIVE The murder of the noted activist took the whole community by surprise, Jessie Malinche was known by the whole town, some had praised her, others said she spoke lies, for years she had fought, had ‘stood for women,’ this was where the detective did begin. The killer’s identity was well-known, Jerry Riggins, a local lawyer-type, the motive was what they hadn’t got yet, the...

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Politics mirror religion Few want to concede their belief While not privy to behind closed doors A hero may be shown a thief! So tone down those accusations The unknown may be known greater Don't shout too hard your affiliation It might be, laugh now and cry later!...

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To avoid accusations of the misconduct, I'm stop to perform any sexual act Without presence of the truthful council.* *Two witnesses and a respected counsel....

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She feels the sharpness of his accusations, trembles and shakes with every strike, injustice corruption beneath her frustrations, a short noose around her neck too tight. Trembles and shakes with every strike, malevolent attacks engulfed in his offense, a short noose around her neck too tight, contradictions of fear living in suspense. Malevolent attacks engulfed in his offense, injustice corruption beneath her frustrations, contradictions of...

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ACCUSATIONS The accusations, Unleashed by the false tongue, Venomous arrows of rage Became, Heading for the heart that once Was loved Seeking revenge at all cost, But The target unharmed remained As Protected was By The shield of innocence! ©Demetrios Trifiatis 15 APRIL 2013...

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Flowers stand Stretching to meet rays, Which nurture and replinish. Winds blow, Bending and flexing stems. Roots rest, Nestled deep in the earth. Comfortable, content, in its place. Eyes for beauty glance and beam. Spring is here! For me alone, Colors blanket frozen ground. For me alone, They birth new beginnings. For me alone, God has given all another chance. I bend, Kneeling beside one Which I've chosen. I rip it's roots From it's...

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Bitter cold as I sit in my room Snow falling heavy and I’m hit by the gloom. Now I’m in deep thought wondering what went wrong… How’d they come up with this? Feels like being accused falsely of taking someone else’s song Guess that’s why ignorance is a bliss So they’re accustomed to being stuck in the midst. On the way to...

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did he do it,did he do it Judy did,Judy did come out,come out- The song thrush shouts Brian Strand Entry for Twenty Twenty contest...

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