Poems About: PREJUDICE

When interviewing candidates
Because you’re trying to be fair.
You sometimes over compensate.
Although completely unaware. read more »

the battle we have fought for so long,
as a 'free' society...
in the name of justice, equality, diversity,
responsibility, and freedom... read more »

You, no doubt, have heard the story told of Charleston by the sea,
How they persecute a Negro when a man he tries to be, read more »

The president has thus disclosed
In words his noblest plan:
'The door of hope shall not be closed
Upon the Negro man. read more »

Him
My wife is beautiful to me.
But I am prejudiced you see.
I see the beauty deep within read more »

'What is life like as an adult? ' A child looks up and asks.
'It depends on how you were raised, how you were influenced, and what you had for responsibilities and tasks.'
I couldn't explain all the details because there are no set guidelines in life.
You make a mistake, correct it, and struggle in strife. read more »

walking across the semi-frozen grass with my old dog...
listening to the crunch, the sound of morning birds singing...
watching the sun come up over the horizon, and thinking.
Carlin, like so many others, was right! we are owned. read more »

My God is so good, he always listened to my complaints
My God is always wise to give instructions to the silence {Allah sent the Prophet gave instructions and guidance in the form of words}
My heart feels at peace when I close
My heart is upset when his far read more »

Madame de la Pompadour puts Darcy’s condescending
aunt in ‘Pride and Prejudice’, Lady Catherine de Bourgh,
to shame by being more arrogant than said worthy Lady
ever was when scolding the poor into harmony and plenty read more »

As I went down the hill along the wall
There was a gate I had leaned at for the view
And had just turned from when I first saw you
As you came up the hill. We met. But all read more »

No more for you the city's thorny ways,
The ugly corners of the Negro belt;
The miseries and pains of these harsh days
By you will never, never again be felt. read more »

"Why?" Because all I haply can and do,
All that I am now, all I hope to be,--
Whence comes it save from fortune setting free
Body and soul the purpose to pursue, read more »