Best Equity Poems
Oh , how I desire universal, racial equality.
Not just forced “liberal” politically imposed. morality.
It must spring from each soul, free as a spring flower.!
Not forced to swallowed, as a lump of hard coal.
Color does not, in anyway make one superior.
Conversely., color does not make any human being, inordinately inferior..
Your abilities and intelligence. should be the only qualifications, for a job.
Not skin .color, of which the many souls, highly qualified, are indeed, robbed,
Even for a poet, such a qualification is a horrid, morbid sin.!
It takes morality, and accepting a human, for the skin they
were born in!
2/2/2023
Categories:
equity, discrimination, humanity,
Form:
Couplet
What is truly the measure of a man?
Do you even believe that God has a plan?
What’s in your heart, do you follow a path?
How are your numbers, have you tried all the math?
Have you put yourself in center or just revolve?
Is our creation a mystery that you think you can solve?
How is your faith, how far can you leap?
Is your radar clear or just full of bleeps?
What’s important, what keeps you alive?
Is it the size of your house or the car that you drive?
What’s in your bank, are your debts paid in full?
Do you pass through a china shop just like a bull?
Are you the head of your household or just share in part?
Do you have love or hate that dwells in your heart?
Will you help feed the hungry and share your own bowl?
Do you have any equity left in your soul?
Categories:
equity, humanity,
Form:
Rhyme
To the victors go the spoils, or so they say
It's a rarity when losers have their way
Though the Democrat-fueled Mueller investigation
took $32m dollars from the taxpayers of our nation
Come now questions 'bout the recent election
Late mail-in ballots neither signed nor sealed
Hours-long gaps in vote counts, something concealed
But to the victors go the spoils, as they say
~ The issues brushed aside; Dems get their way
Categories:
equity, america, character, conflict, irony,
Form:
Political Verse
Party-face comes midnight creeping,
Proposing passion—piles heaping.
To boudoir—lustfully leaping,
Next I know—serenely sleeping.
Categories:
equity, funny love, girlfriend, passion,
Form:
Rhyme
Neil Sedaka sang, 'Breaking Up is Hard to Do'
Then again, Getting Together (in the first place) is too
With all that romantic equity invested
You'd think folks wouldn't dare test it
Categories:
equity, courage, romance, work,
Form:
Couplet
I
We teach others to pray
We show kids how to play
With kindness, another way
Even when they walk away
In immaturity: "Love him? No way!"
II
We meditate on peace, we preach it
The world is not ready, do we ditch it?
America reviews texts, history, politics
To make peace in the Middle East
There's enough room here to dream these
Aurobindo's dream is 73 years at least
So prithee, How are we ready for love - &
"Internationalism must come from above"?
Categories:
equity, america, christian, international, irony,
Form:
Rhyme
I’ve been called an inequity spotter
(although some will just call me a “rotter”).
Names are biased for sons:
yours and mine — everyone’s.
I propose to make JohnSON — JohnDAUGHTER.
Categories:
equity, daughter, father daughter, father
Form:
Limerick
>For the umpteenth time I have received in the mail. The post one not email a letter from a company informing me of my equity release plan. They enclosed a prepaid envelope. Seems a shame to waste it. This is my reply plus I enclosed a list of my books and an introduction to The mad Author lol.
My equity release plan Tuesday 15 March 2016
Dear Sir,
Thank you for your circular letter, I received it just today.
The date that heads this reply which I trust you will read, I say.
I wish I was homeowner, as you're right, I'm seventy-two.
Alas I'm not, as I am not as rich as blinking you.
You see I worked for a charity, caring for animal welfare, every day.
Although they supplied me with a shelter, I existed on low pay.
But it was a job, I chose, when I left the RAVC.
I really did feel for all the animals, I saw treated so cruelly.
I do not own my own home, it does not belong to me.
So I'm really now sad and upset, I am not getting any equity.
But if you bought one of my books, okay, make that two or three.
I only need to sell 999,997 more, to qualify for your equity.
I'm known as The mad Author, not my real name. You see.
You already know my Christian name, as you addressed your letter correct to me.
I'm using your prepaid envelope, which I thank you for.
But guess this reply, will soon occupy your wastebasket on the floor.
That really is a pity,I'll no doubt not hear from you anymore.
Unless you buy one of my books, then could be a fan for evermore.
And if you advertise me for free. I really will have to thank thee.
And I guess you're kind of busy, so this is all now you'll get from me.
And that ladies and gentlemen is how I replied to the unsolicited mail that popped through my letterbox. I often do this, as find it is a very cheap way of spreading poetry about the countryside. And who knows, one of these days, someone might read it whose brain goes, click, this man is good, we must publish him. Hurry up Dragon this cloud is getting very thin. I need a lift back to Earth. 'Paralysed everybody'. I said, 'have a nice day, everybody.' Dragon you must concentrate. (The mad author)<
Categories:
equity, cool, crazy, hello, me,
Form:
Couplet
Today I’m blessed with the task of clearing up some confusion…
when it comes to DEI- diversity, equity and inclusion…
Personally I’m am mortified…shocked…dismayed…appalled…
why when it comes to DEI…people are confused at all
Diversity, equity and inclusion will always make our country…our world strong…
anyone who agrees will always be right…
and the rest will always be wrong.
Categories:
equity, life,
Form:
Rhyme
You, he and I; we are not alike
Human we’re akin to our rights
Fingers are not equal by nature
For using purpose these are fair
Many minds many choices it’s fact
On earth colorful varieties are tact
Variety is beautiful, not discrimination
We enjoy all as our mind gratification
Glove is garment can cover hand bare
It has separate sheathes for each finger
But mitten is a type of glove in two trims
One for thumb and one for rest four limbs
Gloves offer better dexterity than mittens
Oh, equality and equity are not same trend
©Mahtab Bangalee
Chattogram
17/01/2023
Categories:
equity, caregiving, clothes,
Form:
Free verse
Oh, blatant inequality between
a man and a woman! I could plainly glean
that from the little rendezvous we had
last night. I was intolerably bad
in how I behaved: a tongue-tied man,
unwilling to be content with less than
a pledge of paradise sealed by a kiss,
together uptight and excited with
your reticence, the glitter of your rings,
the strange configuration of the wings
behind your back... The crapulence, the crumbs
in lonely bed I curse when morning comes.
All kind of equities is just a fraud:
I dream about you, you dream me not.
Categories:
equity, dream, love,
Form:
Rhyme
There is a self that is and a self that is desired
that burns inside the spirit person, like a raging fire
At any time, we care to try the way things ought to be
and structure pure and equal gender fair society,
we’ll find there’re inequities all throughout the land
with prejudicial mistreatment others understand.
There is a self that is and a self the world can see
together they make up what one really ought to be.
At any time, you care to try to change the way things are
just hitch all your wishes to the nearest shooting star.
We dream a perfect world with gender equity.
We need a grand Utopia where all are free.
2/10/20
'STRAND CHOICE F, Brian Strand, Sponsor
Categories:
equity, society,
Form:
Rhyme
Justice and Equity
Justice and Equity is like a blindfolded man going into a war zone
He knows he will not die knowing anything, hearing all the loud silence around him.
His brain-blowing like the wind in a tornado.
His fears are eating him up like lava on rocks, he hungry for justice and equity just, like Garfield to eat lasagna.
He thinks he's going to be here for 1,000s years fighting for it, bodys fall down becoming the ground, he just the looker.
Heated body of summer; angry bombs blowing up all around.
Throw this all he remembers his friend letters to him he was telling him “everything going to all right be safe” just to calm him but he knows what he's saying is that you might die but try not to.
Life as he knows it might be coming to an end but he is still fighting for Justice and Equity he might be a blindfolded man in the war zone but throw it all he still knows why he wants to be here and is trying to find the next step to the top trying to put justice and equity into this crazy world.
Categories:
equity, 12th grade, africa, black
Form:
Free verse
Remove Heaven from the equation
Justice smiles on the latest persuasion
Categories:
equity, god, heaven, judgement,
Form:
Epigram
Please excuse me if occasionally I repeat myself…If these words you’ve heard before…
but if you want a true depiction of what the world is like…go inside any bookstore.
Outside a bookstore there are people under the shadow of religion and politics
pretending they want everyone to be free…
but telling us what books we should read, who we should love
what color or gender we need to be.
Inside our bookstore yesterday I watched a man reading a book to his young son.
He read in English but spoke Spanish to him too…
because when people are blessed to speak two languages…this is often what they do!
But another young boy watching from across the store…through a pair of innocent eyes….
walked up to the man and said, “I don’t speak your language…but I would like to try.”
He said, “I know a little Spanish I can say Hola and Cumpleaños too…”
Do you know what they mean, the young man asked.
The little boy smiled, “I know hola means hello
but as to the other…I haven’t got a clue.”
The boy’s mother joined in their conversation…
and I was blessed with a front row seat…
right there in the bookstore…as I watched two cultures meet.
Outside the bookstore there are people trying to destroy
our uniqueness…our beautiful medley…our diversity…
Inside the bookstore we are happy to welcome and embrace all three
Which makes me wonder…if we could see the world as one vast bookstore
a bookstore without any walls.
where each one of is our own book with our own unique stories
our own chapters large and small…
Then we would all be inside a bookstore….
as it stretches from sea to shining sea….
celebrating each book for it’s beauty and its diversity…
the way our creators meant us to be.
Categories:
equity, inspiration,
Form:
Rhyme