People O Poems - Poems about People O

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 being exonerated Probation was for those in need of reformation Not those who already good behaviour But any chance to stereotype The oppressors will take their chance To keep the invisible...

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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 violence so silent It could go unnoticed by those who don't care to see Those who choose wilful ignorance The streets once crowded by protest Now sits empty Brought down from the...

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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 luxury Its being rich in safety An automatic right we all should have Being rich doesn't always equal wealth Rich is safety and the lack of doubt Invalidation is a hobby for...

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Privilege is elegant Graceful, as it glides like a breeze Unnoticed by those who catches its attention Noticed by those who live in the shadow Although it's voice not loud It's presence demands to be heard It's violence shows in its hidden claws Knowing when to pounce and when to be quiet It lives within recognition And if quick smiles...

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Were they the perfect gang? Since off the same song sheet they sang Looking out for each other the norm Weathering each and every storm Idea generation when they met Nothing in stone was set No challenge was ever too great Solutions always carried weight Success bred success indeed But alas it also bred much greed Limelight grabbing opened cracks Telling tales to newspaper hacks And so...

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Skin broken cannot be repaired Healing is possible but trauma stays their Invisible to those with a privileged eye Visible to those who still ache and cry Skin will cover what the heart won't show A pain felt by those who know What it was like to be named ghetto Time can heal but what if it don't When the glue...

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The world drowns us in problems Then expects us to breathe solutions In a society that demands whispers of lullabies rocking them to sleep Whilst we deal with the havoc they wreak Safe in the silence of their homes Black women have to deal with the chaos outside alone The white man's mess becomes the black persons job Our...

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We are what we eat— yet the bread on our tables has turned to ash in the mouth. Once, the poor were the healthiest of us all, nourished by fields that knew no poison, fed by rivers that flowed without a price. The earth gave freely, and our bodies sang with light. But then came the merchants— Western capitalism draped in silver lies, turning soil...

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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 we know which one is all inclusive Different paths But the same ending? In a world full of smiles How do you differentiate between lie and truth When promises are empty And lies become...

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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 follow the rules You are still not good enough Because as long as your black They will always have the last laugh In a world that preaches equality It sure is a hypocrite From...

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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 a lie that lived too long in our lungs. We wear it when we're passed up for promotion smiling wide, while swallowing the burn of being overlooked. We wear it on the first day of school, trying to...

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All the broken people I look around and see so many Then I realize I am one Of the broken people All the broken people Looking and waiting For answers that don’t seem to appear Waiting to be heard Waiting to be seen Waiting for an answer All the broken people Needing to be put together One more time Or Maybe Some of us broken people Don’t...

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mouth unable to form words then sounds of desperation inspired by wisdoms presence awestruck I retreat into silence ...

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The promise of a new world Lies they tell to keep us in line Easy to control when you abuse people's hope Easy to smile when you have no soul A change in name Is not a change in game Incarceration didn't just happen in a day It was just an evolution of slavery From the scorching hot days on the...

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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 longer will they be coddled by warmth Whiteness will not save you Your evil will be put to shame Your secrets pushed into the spotlight Pandering will not be allowed We are tired of...

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