Prejudice Poems | Examples of Prejudice Poetry

I dont blame her for how she chose to survive It was never really her choice It was a forced setup A gun forced into our hand To absolve them of guilt But they guide our hands On to the trigger And coax us into pulling it But was it really suicide When the world forced...

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It was a funeral for myself And I still haven't buried her yet The sky opened up and released its anger Rained down in grief and sadness The only other witness to her multiple deaths The world built her to break It was too late to save her For she was now unrecognisable In a casket crafted from pain...

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Does he like black girls Or does he like the idea of the swirl Does he like black girls Or does he only like type two and three curls Does he like black girls Or does he want bragging rights Does he like black girls Or does he just want a turn Does he like black girls Or does he want...

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Acceptance equals survival Survival equals safety Comfort equals invisibility And invisibility is vital For us to live a somewhat peaceful life 'Somewhat' because they even kill us in silence They even kill us despite our compliance When they see us we are greeted with violence There is a method to the existence of being black A formula so...

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We are the villains in a story they spun We get the villain arc without being a villain The storyline of a traumatic childhood Living under a shadow Constantly being misunderstood Having to sacrifice ourselves for the greater good Without being given credit of saving the world What they don't tell you is how the hero is the coward How...

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An autopsy of a black body One who suffered greatly The body pushed past its limits To the point it had enough and quit A scalpel to their chest Slowly peeling the layers of flesh Noticing the rot Hit by the stench of trauma The body dissected The organs removed Leaving the body an empty shell Of a broken person Beaten by an...

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I am the mirror of truth I am the reflection of accountability That will show the shards of what is, not what's not I will reflect their own darkness back at them So they can feel an ounce of the pain we suffered through To confront the truth of their own inferiority And be trapped in a room full...

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Today I hear a jarring circumlocution ‘One solution, intifada revolution’ The first Intifada lasted from ’87 to ‘93 A perilous time to be an Israeli ...

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They told us our skin meant exile That our joy would be put on trial Because it brings rain But how can they hate the rain when it nourishes the ground we walk on The same ground that grows the food we need to survive They want us to cower in the face of their Whiteness To bow down to their...

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They hate us not because we’re bad but because we are everything they cannot be Because while they stew in their own misery Formed from their own jealousy We live life fully Because that’s the beauty of Black people We create joy where joy has been locked out Then try to hide it through false superiority Whilst trying to convince the...

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The real purpose of the visa tourism Is the humiliation of the guests Its “us and them” post tribal atavism The applicants are treated like suspects The so called survey list interrogates Some questions that can't be rationalized To play a reason to pass through the border gates Despite prejudice that you are crimnalized The papers you submit might...

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The first man had a wife, Helped him with dressing and strife. Kept his sweets near, Made sure he never looked over here. The second man and his wife, In baggy ill-fitting clothes. Took the leftovers home under his clothes, ...

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They starved our bodies of love Then complain how our bones shake in fear They strip us of our dignity Then glare at us when we jave nothing to wear They take our souls Then question when they hear our screams in their dreams It's why when the wind fills their ears It sparks chills And the echoes...

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To be black Is to live life freely Despite being trapped in a cage without a key Ignoring the hate from society As their bodies radiate envy Trying to destroy our joy through spreading negativity And taking our lives violently To be black Is to smile in the face of adversity To be black Is to find beauty in the...

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We dont have to use our voice to scream Because a voice isn't just words It's art, it's our presence, it's how we exist It's being unapologetically black Our presence is like the rain after a drought And the rain nourishes the ground It's like walking into a room and it's brought back to life Where once was darkness, has now been...

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