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Poem Details | by Alex Klugman |
Categories: funny, racism,

I do not like racism in any form at all

I do not like racism in any form at all,
It is a shame, it is complete disgrace!
And I declare this from the depth of soul,
As a respected member of the highest race.

Poem Details | by Verlena S. Walker |
Categories: angst, break up, change, character, conflict, funny love, racism,


[In High School, this took place].

The White Boy said (excuse my French), if I fall in love with V’lena, I would be a 
V’lena stated if I denied my love for Butch, I would be a damn fool. 

At once, both responded you are a racist.

{These are all lines from my Senior Play}.

     The Title
Penned on May 24, 2014!

Poem Details | by randy johnson |
Categories: funny, hair, humor, racism,

Racist Barber

You won't believe what I went through when I went to a black man's barbershop.
He was a racist jerk and when I left, I called the cops.
He forcibly strapped me in his barber chair.
Then that punk shaved off all of my hair.
As I looked at my bald head in the mirror, he laughed at me.
He laughed and said that I deserved it because I'm a Honkey.
But he stopped laughing when the cops slapped on the cuffs.
He said that he didn't want to go to jail and I said "Tough!"

(This is a fictional poem.)

Poem Details | by Solomon Ochwo-Oburu |
Categories: humor, race, racism,

When a Black man is right

Becomes browner
White man, whiter
Colored, a rainbow

Poem Details | by Gerald Dillenbeck |
Categories: celebration, community, funeral, humor, power, racism, usa,

AntiClimate Cabinetry

Community organizers
and multiculturing regenerators
and organic whole food farmers
all agree
we tend to end up
back to where historically empowered nutritional voices 

Look at all these old white men
in their predominantly red meat patriarchal ties.

Is this a cabinet
made of polyculturing organic containers
for regenerate multicultural growth?

Or a funeral
for the not too soon departing 
all WhiteHouse?

(but I have too much to declare)

Poem Details | by Vladimir Tumanov |
Categories: humor, humorous, irony, nostalgia, political, racism,

Great Old Days

In the good old days, good people sorted all the folks into “us" and the sordid. The American state was apparently “great.” But what "great" means is poorly reported.