Best Sexism Poems

Sexism
Growing up we’ve  always thought people were born with a disgusted look on their faces
Because that’s how they have always looked at us
Boxes
 check 1 check other
People don’t know we hid between people like we do
They don’t swich and twitched  activitly make decisions...

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...But there exists a much broader hate,
half the species, you see, do not rate.
I’m talking, of course, about the men,
how we’re seen as less next to women,
that our basic masculinity
is portrayed as criminality,
save for working women on the rise,
it’s okay for girls to act like...

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Angel?
Demon?
Faerie?
Witch?
Random labels
None apply.
We are all changelings
Pure and simple
Or complicated and unpure
Depending upon the mood, the moment, and our momentous events.
Divorce, death, cancer, car wrecks, they all take a toll on us.
Changing us completely in one second.
Giving us a perspective we never had before.
Showing us that...

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There are those in our society
who scream about fighting bigotry,
claim that we hate people with dark skin,
when you fired for insulting them,
claim that our women fear for their lives,
when the female sex is lionized,
claim that no one cares about the poor,
but nowhere else do the...

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(Cinderella is the protagonist of the 1697 fairytale by Charles Perrault. The whimsical tale is later told in 1812 by the Grimm brothers.)

“Why, if it isn’t my dear Cinderella,
That twinkle in your eyes, still bright as your ballroom days,
In your smile I still see the...

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Disgusting spiders
What's worse? Homophobia!
Racism and hate...

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No, I'm not saying sorry
For standing up for me
And I'm done being worried
For saying what I need
If you can't handle the truth, then
You can leave 'cause I'm not movin'
'Cause we're fighting this battle
And refuse to be losin'
You ask, Can I relax?
Can I ignore it and...

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Powerful words,
Truthful words,
Honest words,
Brave words;
This is exactly what the Doctor orders,
For a nation, who's trying to fight the horrors
Of blatant racism,
Unfairness, injustice,
Nepotism and sexism.
A man of Peace,
Without controversies,
Is not a genuine activist.
The truth is being tolled; there is no reason to apologize,
‘Cause you're exercising your...

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Some people hate because they do not know how to love.
I feel sorry for them; I wonder if they were ever loved.
But can I help them? No.
They have to figure out love for themselves.

It is easy to recognize these non-lovers.
Their sentences begin this way
I hate...

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To Him, No One is a Rank Stranger 

No one is a rank stranger
	hiding behind dark threats.
No one is a rank stranger
	concealing their cruel epithets.

Recognizing an identity
	that is unique-ly theirs.
Acknowledging an identity
	and a desire they wish to share.

Finding a common experience
	is the treasure he seeks...

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The least racist person is a racist
The least fascist person is a fascist
The least criminal is a murderer
The least sinner is a big sinner.

The least lawbreaker is a criminal
The least murderer is an animal
The least bad guy is a con artist
The least racist guy is...

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We’re manufactured girls,
designed to be beautiful and pointless.

Everything we tell you has to be true,
we feel we can open up to you.

We’re decorated and prepared for sacrifice.

We can touch your tender isolation
and reinforce your inadequate truths.

We can mirror your internal struggles
and help you shape your...

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Shirley is a professional generalizer of people.
Rapidly slinging out stereotypes.
All blacks….
All Kansans….
All men…
All Irish….
All Asians…
All city dwellers….
All children….
All whites….
All teachers….
All Ukrainians….
All firemen….
All thieves….
All women…
She blames everyone in Portland for bad weather.
She says all Danish bake muffins in the morning
Her generalizations have alienated most of her...

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A baby was born with carotene skin and left 
on a Senator’s doorstep in Washington.
This neonate’s pigment was reddish orange,
bright too, unusually garish.
How will we label it? The lawmakers fretted
when the Senator took it to the Capitol Building
to try and find it a home.

It is...

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Red squirrels, fluffy tails, clamoring up a tree.
Chattering with their cousins, in a group of sixty-three.
Gray squirrels, brown glittering eyes, to almost black.
Staying to themselves, in four hollow tree stumps in the back.
Making fun, laughing at, poking fun at each other.
Just because they are a...

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