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POEM 289: ISMS

ism
here's my tag and that's yours
here's the mark, you may not cross

racism:
how can one carve a coal coloured portrait of me and label him the devil?

tribalism:
what said the iroko to the eagle?
'my branches are also for vultures'
Shouldn't you swallow your ego?

sexism:
a boy has to acquire feminine traits?
That's right: you never rode this thought lane.

feminism:
because a specie couldn't find her place,
she tramples on 'head' to save her face.

fanaticism:
we all are hungry beasts
but man, mine consumes the bone and meat.

doctrinism:
No! Don't adjust the landmark
Ours is absolute, the snake would bite!
We clap, they dance!
So hell is their Canaan land?

chauvinism:
because bias rules our sensibilities,
we remain devoted to antique cultures
like the rampant run of one gender above the other.

stereotypism:
because exaggerated conceptions earns us multiple orgasms,
so we throw jabs, one against the other,
with generalizations even toddlers cringe at.

humanism:
to value our values,
to meet needs without greed,
to promote selfless interests,
to uphold an all inclusive dignity,
to flaunt freedom unbound by rigid liberalism.

I feel uneasy
humanity holds in high esteem isms
that set boundaries on no man's land.

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