Short Stereotypes Poems

There was a time
I wrote in rhyme
And it was
Better than me
I don’t know about
This talent I’m dealt
But if I can
Enlighten the mind
Break stereotypes
And find I’m
No different than 
You but I got
A talent
What’s yours...

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They all feel this way.
Sorry. Who?
All the Irish and All the Scots, and maybe all the Brits.
That is a lot of All’s, I think.

They all feel the same way? I query.
She nods her head. “Every single one of them.”

“So you have met all Irish, all Scots and all Brits?” I ask.
She turns haughty. “I don’t have to. I know how they think.”...

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A unique form of hatred,
stereotypes and prejudice, 
they decipher realities.
Forgotten the same father, 
Ibrahim, Canaan families.

Who loving safe, warm, faith,
in the same lands.
Hagar,
Sarah.

Buzzing claims, 
devout homes and beliefs,
attempted annihilation,
superseded born, sibling rivalry.

Pardon, end.
End, end, endeavour destruction....

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They
Are
Among us.
Not alien
But more
Like us than
You will ever know.
They are
Neighbors
Dying
Of
Disease
And 
Hate
And
Grief.
They live
Next door
Behind walls
Built
Not of stone
But of fear.
Hungry
Penniless
Alone.
They are
Stereotypes
Birthing
Children.
Ad dictions
Carving
Flesh from
Bones.
They are
Sold
Into
Slavery
Beaten
By
Other
People's
Philosophies.
They are
Invisible.
But not
To
Me....

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Everybody likes flowers right,
Except children who were violated in bedrooms with flowered wallpaper.
Oh.
 
Everyone loves faeries right?
Except a sensitive young twelve-year-old boy who was called one.
Right.
 
Everyone likes to nap, right?
Have you ever met a two-year old?
 
Everyone is the craziest word ever.
It should be eliminated.
 
Unless you are speaking of air, water, and food....

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We, poured into a large bowl called earth
Hatched from differences
Born with stereotypes
Our skins are rainbow of the ground
Those who dark or bright compiled
Hubris of nation they hold on tight
Diversity ought to be unite
Beyond our color or tongue
We do have the same heart, the same right
Due in diversity there is beauty



For Beauty and Diversity Contest, sponsored by Poet Destroyer A...

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In the land of tall buildings
I swim in the seas of suburban life
people and cars move as fish and waves
along with trends and expectations
sometimes stereotypes flood the city
causing people to drown into new ideas
copying one another
On the other hand,
I go against that flow
seeing no need to be brainwashed
into being identical to one another
because being myself
is truly an amazing thing...

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sometimes the 
African Juju spirit
inside of me
make me want be 
Kunta Kinte but
all we really 
have to do 
as Black Folks is
to let go of 
all that and a bag of chips 
the negative images and the stereotypes
love thyself because
we have a real beauty
deep within us
we define who we are
as a Great People
from Mother Africa
if we act naturally and
stop trying to 
act like something we ain't
brother and sisters
we can do this...

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SURREALITY
the secret
            dread..
reopened
a
chance
      happening..

  the discovery
        alienates,
the spell
         persists
after
      it had dispersed..
reality remains..
          ...indifferent


the fantastic
absurd
emphasised
into
the everyday
unexpected

  dreamscapes
tableaux
   .juxtaposed
snapshots
nuggets
unseen
   .throughout
yet
evident

attitudes
notions
faded
with
 stereotypes
in focus



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Your actions describe you,
Your behavior defines you,
Your speech stereotypes you,
By these, people judge you.

Think twice before acting,
Be wise on behaving,
Be true on speaking,
By these, people will continue believing.

Act normally,
Behave nicely,
Speak Godly,
By these, people around you will become lovely.

Mind your manner.
Mind on how it will be perceived by others,
By these, you will live with people happily ever after,
Because it really matters....

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Shirley is a professional generalizer of people.
Rapidly slinging out stereotypes.
All blacks….
All Kansans….
All men…
All Irish….
All Asians…
All city dwellers….
All children….
All whites….
All teachers….
All Ukrainians….
All firemen….
All thieves….
All women…
She blames everyone in Portland for bad weather.
She says all Danish bake muffins in the morning
Her generalizations have alienated most of her co-workers
Her bosses use her to shorten people’s lunch breaks...

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If night were a person,
She would break all the stereotypes,
From being known as dark and gloomy,
From inducing fear and discomfort,
To a void of opportunities.
If night were a person,
She would narrate all the opportunities she creates,
From letting the stars to shine their glory,
From providing the moon a dais to show off her beauty,
To the never ending inspiration for poets and artists.
Night is not a competition to Day,
Never has been
For she is a thousand leagues above him....

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