People say many things, at times spouting out racism, prejudice,
not caring who they hurt, uncaring people claiming that being
politically correct is okay, accepted by everyone.
Not even close though, they're mistaken in many ways as they
continue to articulate reasons why they're supposedly correct,
hurting other people's feelings.
Actually abusing and demeaning them to make themselves feel
superior and better than the ones they're abusing, shaking up
their tiny little corrupt worlds, this poet accepting none of
it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So true. Tearing someone else down does not make you any bigger. I would invite you to read my poems, but I have a new account and my poems are not yet activated. I have five of them. Every time I post a new one I get this message: Your poems will be activated after they are approved by the system administrator.