Lynn Stillman

Rookie (9/23/63 / Jacksonville, FL)

Prejudice Is It's Name - Poem by Lynn Stillman

Where are you from?
Why are you so fat?
You are not the right color.
What kind of a name is that?

Prejudice struts around,
smugly wearing it's opinion,
as if it's the only style
or one size fits all.

Ignorance weighs it down,
making it lazy and slow,
as it labors to protect and preserve
the integrity of that deeply rooted stone wall.

It is a coward,
because patiently it will wait,
so that it can sneak up from behind
and attack with brutal force.

It's judgement has a hair trigger
because it hasn't the reason to understand.
It's mind is filled with information
from an 'abuser friendly'source.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Just something that I strongly detest

Comments about Prejudice Is It's Name by Lynn Stillman

  • Captain Cur (7/31/2012 7:07:00 AM)

    Good write! Is prejudice taught or acquired? Perhaps both. If you are about to
    step out into traffic on a busy road and a hand pulls you back to safety, do you
    care what color or shape that hand is? Good penning Lynn.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 28, 2012

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