Life People Poems

These Life People poems are examples of People poems about Life. These are the best examples of People Life poems written by international poets.

The greed of the white man knows no bound
It transcends life, it transcends death
Their eyes gleam with profit
Their mouths salivate at another black death
Prices heightened

© Layla Riley-Hill   

Freedom
A dream he never allowed himself to hope
He couldn't have his heart broken
Not when it belonged to his black woman
Not when it carried his emotions

© Layla Riley-Hill   

When you see others hurting and your heart doesn’t cry,
Look inside and ask yourself the answer to your why?
The path we’re given here on Earth

© Bill Baker  

She came down screaming, cloaked in flame,  
A bolt of spite, no soul to tame.  
From hilltop high she cast her spell— 

© Michael Fulkerson  

bang
the gun 
it was fired
by accident
it doesn’t matter
the poor rabbit is dead
people need to be careful
if you are going to own a gun
the first thing

© Bill Baker  

Stalked all their life 
Stained by a crime not committed 
A permanent mark on black skin
A reminder how we will never fit in
Labelled as criminals
Despite

© Layla Riley-Hill   

The rush of emotion stilled
The air once consumed by an undiluted energy
Now eerily quiet 
Something lingers in the air 
Justice? 
No something louder but hidden
A

© Layla Riley-Hill   

You moan about how we say life isn't fair
But it shouldn't have to be fair for equality to exist
Life being fair isn't being born into

© Layla Riley-Hill   

In a world full of snakes 
How do you tell which is poisonous 
Each identical
Yet some harmful

In a world full of political parties 
How do

© Layla Riley-Hill   

Expectations
No rest
No time to breathe
A weight on your chest 
Nothing less than excellence 
Even that's not enough
A world that tells black people
That even if you

© Layla Riley-Hill   

Everyone wears makeup.
Not just blush and eyeliner
but masks we paint in silence,
to hide the storms inside us.

We wear it
when we’re trying to come clean
from telling

© Amanda Balzarano  

Rip the sheets of comfort of their privileged bodies
Let the cold hit their skin
To feel the harsh reality of life 
Fed with safety and security
No

© Layla Riley-Hill   

Inside us all, we look the same,
Or similar, at least,
With blood and bones and organs
Working ‘til we are deceased.

Yet there are subtle differences
In how we

© Ilene Bauer  

I know how the cycles of life, death, and rebirth can be unfair.
I know how it used to feel like they never showed they care.
I

© Marissa Faries  

The price of being black In a white world 
Is the cost some of us can't afford 
A currency we don't own
Not because we don't

© Layla Riley-Hill