Prejudice

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Prejudice

flowing force of anger
wall of tight-muscled eyes
staring
fingers pointing
giggles turning into laughter
hurtful
mocking
hard and cold
punching my ears
my self-worth.
the little girl within
shrinks, tightens
sucks me in around her
for protection;
tears bathe humiliation
but the feeling is never clean.
considers anger:
retaliation smolders
like incense
in an amethyst stone cup
left on an unmarked grave.
little girl, splinter of a child,
February angel
you're beautiful and chaste!
turn away
look away
hear my words

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laydbak1 commented on Prejudice

07-05-2009

This is very good write... Great message, great imagery... I was held on every line... A very good read...

linlee

07/10/2009

Thanks to you, I have now gotten a comment on every poem here. What a good poet friend you are. Oh, and I just noticed that you gave it a10. Wow! What can I say? From you, that means so much.

Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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Middle March 3
The Pull 3
New Puppies 5
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