Short Caucasian Poems

Short Caucasian Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Caucasian by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Caucasian by length and keyword.


Premium Member African American Question

If a Caucasian is born in Africa, 
but becomes an American citizen,
is that individual thereafter
considered an African American?
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Lori Whitefoot

the death index is at a Chi-town high
while Mayor Lightfoot stands idly by
she refused to hold court
with Caucasian reporters
trashing white folk while black people die

Foreign Policy Neophyte

Foreign Policy Neophyte

Even though Trump is Caucasian and white,
He still is known as foreign policy neophyte;
Knew from beginning,
That he was sinning;
Makes us remain insane and also up tight.

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Lawless

Whoah! Eureka!
The thieves are-a-comin’!
Whoah! Eureka!
The thieves are-a-comin’!
An elderly Caucasian woman screams
In the darkest corner
Of the cannibalistic church
An elderly Caucasian woman screams
The thieves are-a-comin’!
Form: Verse

Premium Member Smart and Sexy

She said I love men of racial renown
and madly lust after dark, white and brown.
  I told her though Caucasian
   from the eyes up I’m Asian
but mama, I’m black from the waist down!


             Written: March 2014
Form: Limerick


Premium Member Obsession of Killing

*Obsession Of Killing*

Robbery in a snowy pumpkin patch'
Pumpkins Gone Wild!!
Wateriness of the eyes'
Engravers give mean scary look~

No fingerprints to be found,
Like or resembling autumns doom,
Sign language in every Caucasian shadow~

by;p.d.

(note)
I'm talking about slicing and dicing PUMPKINS...
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A Genuine Moment

A family of 
5 

peaceful demeanor 

4 children with 
dirty clothes 
(to a morons standard)
4 children with
innocent eyes 
so pure 
so angelic 

a mother of 
4 

an angel who gives 

everyone gives in the 5 

all 1 make the 
5 

for all 5 are 1 

 a brown family 
who loves 

still in a world of Caucasian Rich 

I smiled at this scene

Heterosexuality

Were you ready for a virginity test
to cross the umbrella of harpoons.
A chilled moon

will welcome you after slaying
the hot sun in the valley
of gods. A schism scoops

ignominy. Seeing the lights
which were not there. Almost
sexy, the sky pretends to unrobe.

No weeping. A Caucasian brings
red grapes for a naming
ceremony of black password,

searing the age of complicity.
A rocket propelled grenade
is going to blast a whisper.


Satish Verma
art
Form: ABC

Degree




                Salting Hat giving decree, 
                                                degree 
of completion of indoctrination, 
                                                degrees of separation 
from traditional Caucasian ity accepted, 
kiss fraternal ring, Universal Educationing, University
                  Graduate hereby agrees 
to continue to "play the game" within the bounds of our set ideology-hierarchy in Society. So mote it be.
Form: Other

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