A Cage of Prejudiced Binds; a spoken word about prejudice

In a world of hasty judgments and narrow minds, I’m tired of living in a cage of prejudiced binds. My soul, like a song, seeks freedom and flight, To escape the shackles of others’ biased sight.

Their eyes, clouded with preconceived notions, Weighing my worth against their distorted emotions. But I refuse to let their ignorance define my worth, For I know my essence, my spirit, my true birth.

I am more than the labels they hastily throw, A tapestry of experiences that they cannot know. My dreams, my passions, they lie deep within, Unseen by their judgment, untouched by their sin.

I yearn for acceptance, for an open embrace, To be seen as a human, with flaws and with grace. To break free from the chains of prejudice’s hold, And stand tall, unyielding, confident and bold.

For I am not defined by their biased decree, But by the love and compassion that resides in me. So let their judgments wither, fade away, As I rise above, stronger with each passing day.

I’ll walk my path, despite their ignorant gaze, And find solace in my truth, in my own peaceful maze. For the prejudiced minds may never truly see, The beauty and depth that lies within me.

But I’ll keep moving forward, head held high, Shattering their prejudice with the wings of my sigh. For my worth is not theirs to judge or define, I am free, I am whole, and my spirit will shine.

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