Sexism Poems - Poems about Sexism

When anthro-privileged consumers of massive monotheistic miscommunications replace faith in compassionate StatesMen and bipartisan StatesWomen with vainglorious hope for straight white supremacist BusinessMen Then what might have been a healthy polycultural democracy has now become just another nationalistic monoculturing kleptocracy. Sacred EarthMother does not define what matriarchal yin Beauty is, and yet S/He seems to refine what patriarchal yang Ugly is not. ...

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i was good, though i was born with mens eyes crawling on my skin like ants, following me through the grocery store. i was good, i was 5 the first time i was told to close my legs, sitting on the couch the same way as my brothers, told not to "distract" my brothers, it wasn't ladylike to...

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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 damnation. You’ve caressed our powerless distress a thousand times, with sleep's dark...

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My wife told me yesterday, that she believes that women today have achieved equality both politically and socially and that nothing further needs to be done on the issue of women's rights. I agreed with her that women today are in a better situation than they were 50-60 years ago. But when the topic of ***********...

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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 a big racist. Hell is full of bad guys Heaven has none Ask...

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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 God-given rights. The sickness, the maladies, Which America has been suffering For over...

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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 …. I hate …. I hate ….. I am not talking just three...

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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 co-workers Her bosses use her to shorten people’s lunch breaks...

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Vag inas are for men and not that bad Respect goes both ways and meant to add So how is your possession gonna help you now When women are forever and men for wow That all of your ambition is shared both ways And carrying your love back to better days When women said you're born And not to sway From loving them forever and in both ways...

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Oh Julia, Julia Hartley-Brewer, I touched her knee when I hardly knew her. A punch was threatened in my face And in due course I fell from grace. On Question Time her face occurred, I hung upon Julia’s every word, Her eyes emit intentions amorous, Her knees quite hidden from those cameras. I dreamt of her in see-through blouses, Sliding fingers down my trousers, A...

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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 sweetness of Nutella, And in your glow some golden summer rays.” “How...

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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 move on? But I'm telling you, "No," I won't tolerate these wrongs You...

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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 of which Which part of us do we have to change...

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But, my friend said, if Goldilocks was alive today her story would be different: we’re just so used to the fairy tale message, the simplified right and wrong of it. Women today are too afraid to walk the streets at night, let alone enter a house with three grizzlies hidden out of sight. And if a girl is attacked...

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

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