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Premium Member It Is No Secret
It is no secret! That this country is still racist, White, Black, Yellow, Brown and Red. When all we see is colored faces! For most our ignorance’s, conjure illusions were not racist. While some masquerade in an attempt to misguide! Some parade to protest with riot in disguise! Every day! Every day! Every day! We display racism toward others, we deem difference than, by...

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Categories: stereotypical, abuse, anti bullying, culture,
Form: Rhyme
Stereotypical Vie Keen
au pair’s red tooth and claw ...

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Categories: stereotypical, angst, art, community, freedom,
Form: Rhyme



Stereotypical Girl
I was told that because I'm a girl, its unusual to play video games, its unusual to like comics , because I'm a girl its unusual for me to prefer to talk about cars rather than make-up and manicures, then finally someone asked "Why are you not like the other girls?" a sigh of relief escaped...

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Categories: stereotypical, games, girl, how i
Form: Free verse
Against the Stereotypical Me
A male A Black male A thug, a gangsta pants sagging stupid swagging And that's exactly what people think I am: stupid. But I break the mold. When people hear my voice without seeing my face, When people see my words in letters, on screens what race do they think I am? But I break the mold. Colloquialism I don't use it. My speech is cool calm, pure, correct. Just like me. Do you...

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Categories: stereotypical, black african american, inspirational,
Form: Free verse
False Stereotypical Definitions
I'm tired of being defined By the jagged lines That line my eyes I'm tired of being based On blackened hair That hides my face I'm tired of people scanning arms Searching for bloody marks That are long gone I'm tired of people standing there Waiting for the knife To reappear Under the blackened spell of dawn Gaze upon what I've become Through the sunlight that lights my...

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Categories: stereotypical, faithpeople, people,
Form: Rhyme



Stereotypical Me
Give me five minutes of your time. I have this knack, a gift, really. I can instantly confirm all your fears about me, distil your deepest, darkest nightmares; absorb them, embody them, wrap them up as a present, hold it up for you to see, You'll know it's all true, the bad press. My preceding reputation, a...

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Categories: stereotypical, introspection, life, sad, me,
Form: Blank verse

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