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We Claim
We claim that this is the twenty-century,
and that everything has been modernized,
That people’s attitudes have changed,
We claim that sexism has been eradicated,
and discrimination abolished,
This is the age of equality,
And everyone is shown fairness.
If we claim that life has been modernized,
Then why do I see poverty,
Surrounding me,
Not just in alleys, or other countries,
But in our own country,
Our home.
People jobless,
And living off welfare,
With no place to call their own.
Since everyone’s attitudes have changed,
Why do I see bullying?
People judged on clothing, hair, shoes, athletics, and “popularity”.
But more importantly,
Why does no one seem to care?
If sexism has been eradicated,
Why are there still barriers,
Things that we can and cannot do,
Based on gender not ability.
Boys wear blue,
Girls wear pink,
Girls can’t play football,
And boys can’t do cheerleading.
Why can boys stick up for girls,
But girls can’t stick up for boys?
Now that discrimination is gone,
Why are there still people judged on skin, religion, and race?
Why do some people still think they’re better than others?
How can we base our opinion of someone,
On their ethnicity?
Where is this thing you call equality and fairness,
Why are people still biased,
Refusing to open their minds,
If all is justice?
Perfection cannot be achieved,
There will always be some with set minds,
But I pray that those who now make up the minority,
Will someday be a majority.
Those who aren’t afraid to reach out,
To speak up,
To bend and be flexible,
To cross lines no one dares tempt,
Everyone who is equal, fair, and indiscriminate,
Are a start.
But cannot do it alone.
We claim so many things,
But when they are put to the test,
What will we do?
Stay the same in our old ways,
Or dare to conquer adversity with diversity.
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What a powerful poem!
I completely agree with your opinion on this. Your poem flowed nicely and your words were written with maturity. Great job!
Thanks!
Thanks!
As BreeTayler said, your voice here is strong, and your message is clear. I love all the issues you address, and how they feel like their own little army against imperfection.
It does feel a little like a essay, with the intro, body, and conclusion so clearly and plaily stated. This isn't necessarily a bad thing thoughn, the clear cut plainness of the poem is what makes its honesty ring so true.
One little grammar tic: "popularity" . should read "popularity."
Other than that, this is very strong. I feel like you could write a very intense opinion piece about these subjects.
Thank you!
Could you rate I Am Not Cancer, because I don't think you did.