Best Sexual Harassment Poems
A Case of Sexual Harassment
By Elton Camp
Ms. Clark gave her analysis to the boss
For words of praise he wasn’t at a loss
“Honey, this work is as good as any man.
Doing a fine job is something you can.”
She felt his arm slip around her waist
And on her hip, his fingers he placed
Though he was crude, ugly and fat,
He gave Ms. Clark a playful little pat
“Just stick with me and you’ll go far.
Because I think I know what you are.
You have what it takes to get ahead
Sure my meaning you haven’t misread.”
“I’ll be quite glad to show you the ropes
And advance you over those other dopes.”
The boss gazed directly into her eyes
So that her reaction he could apprise
“A business trip I must take next week.
There is this hotel where I will speak.
I will be wanting some help you see,
So I need you to come along with me.”
Ms. Clark then very sharply did exhale
His advances she much wanted to repel
But promotion at work she needed too
Would she do what she’d come to rue?
Hand me your policies
I'll take a gander
Sexual harassment not allowed
Neither is slander
What a boring place
Let's be politically correct
Offend everyone
Or show them neglect
Make up my mind
There's work to do
Touching below the shoulders
Is sexual harassment too.
The world is full of
People with low self-esteem
Get a grip people
Not everything is what it seems
Sexual harassment is a beast that stains the inner
being of vulnerable women. Their vibrant spirit has
been attacked and like a rose without thorns, have
ask society for help.
these valiant women have found the remedy for
their degradation. Now, these women enjoy the
refreshing breeze from snow-covered mountains
their spirits had yearn for.
There are others who have endured this harassment
but like a butterfly dancing around a garden, have not
yet had the courage to come forward. For the butterfly
is aware of the vicious ants waiting if the try to rest.
Men have and continue to suffer the agony and
discomfort from powerful women corrupted by power.
These females subject their male subordinates to
their whims. The dignity and pride of these men
have melted away like ice in a warm Spring day,
These disgraced men endure the touching, the suggestive comments and the dinners at their bosses homes or apartments. The web has been laid and she expects them to satisfy their needs. These men have families to support and after all, they are men so they keep quite.
Being a man and complaining would mean more humiliation and fear of society who have their ideas of men and women. The community would laugh and portray them as weak and less than manly so like an infant without a voice, they endure.
Another blazing steel
That carve wounds which don’t fully heal
Besides those of Big Brother Rape
Whose injurious clutch very few escape.
A pointing finger by forensic evidence maintained
About your grips of her blouse stained
And infuriating caresses of a waist
You were scheming to morally waste;
Playable, her taped shut-doors against your visits
And “Buzz offs” to your offered Hellos and biscuits…
Indeed, your tactless remarks of obscenity
Verging on intrigues against her chastity
In court, to you read out by a voice of steel
To your disbelieving ears all but real;
All the brooding minds around you also wrestling with the matter
While you hope or wish their suspicion won’t get fatter!
It’s a new impulse to often adjust one’s lens
And with expectoration break a silence,
Not skipped, prompt remembrances of your itching jaw
To scratch it in a manner you could never the Law.