A People Poems - Poems about A People

Love deceiver promises love, but gives you grief and a broken heart. Love deceiver says, I love you but only wants to take your heart as a trophy. Love deceiver has no conscience; they hunt day and night taking hearts and love, like an energy vampire. Love deceiver never keeps their promises, only give confusion to your...

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We are the villains in a story they spun We get the villain arc without being a villain The storyline of a traumatic childhood Living under a shadow Constantly being misunderstood Having to sacrifice ourselves for the greater good Without being given credit of saving the world What they don't tell you is how the hero is the coward How...

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I am the mirror of truth I am the reflection of accountability That will show the shards of what is, not what's not I will reflect their own darkness back at them So they can feel an ounce of the pain we suffered through To confront the truth of their own inferiority And be trapped in a room full...

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I speak yet no one hears I have a voice yet I am silenced In the chaos no one cares Eyes to see yet blinded Ears to hear yet no one hears Minds are programmed to ignore Hearts hardened No one feels I feel so alone In a world filled with people People too afraid to allow themselves to think To feel To...

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Does life to anyone really make sense? Or is all of mankind, really this dense? God offers his wisdom and truth to man, Yet it still seems we seldom understand. Are we blinded by reason, and logic? Surely, it’s not genes or biologic? While meditating on things I don’t know, It came to me; the culprit is ego. Its goal is to always...

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They told us our skin meant exile That our joy would be put on trial Because it brings rain But how can they hate the rain when it nourishes the ground we walk on The same ground that grows the food we need to survive They want us to cower in the face of their Whiteness To bow down to their...

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They hate us not because we’re bad but because we are everything they cannot be Because while they stew in their own misery Formed from their own jealousy We live life fully Because that’s the beauty of Black people We create joy where joy has been locked out Then try to hide it through false superiority Whilst trying to convince the...

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They starved our bodies of love Then complain how our bones shake in fear They strip us of our dignity Then glare at us when we jave nothing to wear They take our souls Then question when they hear our screams in their dreams It's why when the wind fills their ears It sparks chills And the echoes...

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To be black Is to live life freely Despite being trapped in a cage without a key Ignoring the hate from society As their bodies radiate envy Trying to destroy our joy through spreading negativity And taking our lives violently To be black Is to smile in the face of adversity To be black Is to find beauty in the...

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I must be more than what others see. For that is just the physical me. I know there’s more than what’s in sight. There must be a hidden me, right? If not just physical, then what other form? What other choices could be the norm? When I physically manifest. I showed a shell of myself at best. I may be a spirit, residing...

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Who am I I sometimes wonder Yesterday I was young Today I am old In May I was a social butterfly Come July I crave solitude One year I am smart The next my thinking is muddled What happened to me From one moment to the next Did my brain suddenly die Has my body given up Where did I go Am I two people Or one? I still catch...

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There’s no difference between a classroom and a Chinese sweatshop. No thinking, No talking, No creative expression whatsoever. Give us your whole day and you will receive minimal reward for your indoctrination. ...

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How is it that greed corrodes thus the heart that so many are willing to compromise thoughts of afterlife so easily discarding aspirations for eternal peace ? AP: Honorable Mention 2025...

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To be black Is to constantly run Maybe that's why they stereotype Saying we are fast Speaking of fast That's what they say when a black girl has a nice ass Because being black and being a woman Means that it's our fault And we deserve it To be black Is to constantly fight back With the hope we won't be...

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Can happily ever after truly ever exist Where we live in a world that looks like this Where we live in a society that favours division Because how can one truly be happy In a world that excludes and is racist How can one have hope this will happen Especially when you're black It's not something we get...

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