Prejudice Poems | Examples of Prejudice Poetry

narrow mind cannot receive ~ light of truth heart does perceive...

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Some people can be so headstrong. Vice-President Vance is so wrong. The pope told him, point-blank, love's not something you rank. So why can't we just get along?...

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If time of bad desire Sits its rejection then, It has crossed the limit. When government gets err, People suffer with rage. If their rights neglect Electing leaders by money Tampered, pre-meditated Betrayed by ill digital, What democracy we expect What progress we proceed Sooner it invite violence. The good is being assailed For good men done nothing. What do evil will do here But to steal, to kill Eventually, to...

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We are here sorrowfully happy We are here crying and smiling We are Rich only on TV We are Rich only on newspapers. Where are they says the leaders Give them the remnants to eat They deserves a natural glass of wine And something to take as protein. We are here living happily happy With our swollen faces smiling Lest we appear wretched on TV Wearing...

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Alphabet Soup Stigma A multitude of letters bob and undulate as I stir the soup. I gaze confused when I notice the letters haphazardly merge together…Magnetized letters repel and pull together. Slowly familiar acronyms form. PTSD, GAD, BPAD, MDD, and more. I recognized DSM (Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders) acronyms. My feelings are mixed....

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I assume one day, Everything will be calm down Surprising wind will come from the East Even if I spell wrongly, I will write, "I am fine." To make you feel assured Life is full of surprises I feel less demeanor when I meant it As introvert as I am, I silently count danger Everything is calculated in my mind Not to...

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Darkness is my favorite, Yet the night is dishonest with me. Acting makes me laugh the day, The night makes me cry carefully, The darkness is my favorite, Yet the night betrays me....

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Sometimes, people are missing some dignity here Of being good and unclean is two different thing Have we lost some honor to become dishonor then Can we sometimes be good men than being barbaric Two days ago when I woke up, nice scenario here I saw the scenery of rice field, lush and green Today, I woke up and saw the...

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So much noisy garbage going around: empty words, empty conversations, empty excitement, empty goals, empty objections, empty recommendations, empty decorations without guts. Noise for the sake of the Dirty Politics. Recycled, sensationalizing, fake news. Cycled storing of energy in a void - In a trash bin of the abyss....

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Emboldened by whispers, echoes curdled in algorithmic rot— electronic voices hiss their sermons, venom soaked in coded politeness, dripping beneath polished avatars. Hate seeps through curated feeds, a slow infection wrapped in memes, seducing the young, the angry, the aimless— until ideology feels like identity. A curriculum of fear streamed without consent, etched into abandoned timelines, where education once should have stood. Now, only digital ruins remain— barren soil where thought might have grown. This...

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Talent has never just one face Your self-discipline is needed Your self-improvement also show That you're also blessed by heaven But you haven't noticed that One Malaysian leader confess I rather choose good character Who will work for my country Than has outstanding diploma Who gallivanting in workplace I stand in awe after knowing this....

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Silent pain is the most violent one No hysterics, no tears Just mere silent Outside nothing displayed I don't want to say anything I don't want to feel anything. Tremendous pain is the most cruel one Lying alone in my bed crying Groaning in pain helpless Nothing sort of a torture I don't want to find for help I don't want to say anything...

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The heat haze from the fire was joining that of the sweltering day as the man added another item to the fire from his late father's detritus. ...

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Meet me—by the abandoned houses—>there not here<—, for it’s a danger! to be seen in such ill company as I__I mean: if strangers knew how strange was our affair, they’d **** us!—meet me when night has grown fair, bring gifts (flowers) (for nothing’s more obscene in such situation as we are keen). Though I’m well loath to leave you unaware, you’ll must need...

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Who cares about perfection Even the moon is not perfect It is full of craters What's up with the sea Unbelievably beautiful It is salty, dark deep What's up with the sky Infinite, still not perfect Like a woman not perfect But special to every man His choose is special Stop wanting for perfection Better try to be free Live doing what you love Not wanting others please you....

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