Horse Discrimination Poems

A thief, a murderer, an arsonist
Before all these I was someone’s child
An embezzler, a liar, a con artist
Before all this I had big hopes and...

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I thought anger was a negative emotion
to be avoided at all costs.
Then I thought about the oppressed.
Anger grew inside of me.

I chose to act upon...

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Le gommier de la Municipalite - Translation of Oodgeroo Noonuccal's Municipal Gum Tree by T Wignesan

[Automatic re-translation into English edited for effect...]

Le gommier qui se...

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I have many pet hates:

People not providing proper support for my disability,
People with bad table manners,
People who swear,
People who tell me things I already know,
People...

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She didn’t have a fairytale life 
With happily ever afters
Or special tea parties
with looney Mad Hatters

She grew up imagining 
Prince Charming on a white horse
She...

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There are so many grotesque allusions on us
that we lost ourselves in identity ... let's examine.
The list,,,

   Leg Canes,
elephant calves,
belly that is tripe
mud...

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Clippity Cloppity
    Emily Davison
    confronted race horses
    losing her life

    dissident suffragette
 ...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Regarding yours truly
he experienced setback
amplified by Luddite propensity
nostalgic longing for simpler age
bring back horse and buggy
better yet find me a mancave
and/or apprise me
ideally via email
Flintstone...

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Who am I? Am I even human? What is my place in this world?
I am confused, sometimes I do not even feel like a human...

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When Pigs Fly
by Michael R. Burch

On the Trail of Tears,
my Cherokee brothers,
why hang your heads?
Why shame your mothers?
Laugh wildly instead!
We will soon be dead.

When we...

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White old men are kind
White old men are divine
White old men are my brothers
White old men are inviting me to supper
White old men are my...

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Ha, ha, ha. Hee, hee, hee.
Why you not laugh like it real funny? 
You not see your brother, hey? 
See his 'R'-ss, and fall down,...

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The Cigar Store Indian
Written: by Tom Wright
May 2004
No painted war-horse
Is found tied outside,
He now stands abandoned 
In a cigar store;

His cheeks testify of
Match marks bearing...

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Standing on one leg
With spit running down my face
My fist balled up with anger and shame
They did not care to much for my emotions.
Although, a...

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