The Perpetual Minority

This poem addresses the truth behind being a minority in any given situation. Often in society, there are minorities that band together and criticize individuals of particular majorities for actions that others of their race, religion, gender, etc. have been convicted of doing. These newly criticized individuals then in turn become a new minority.

A Perpetual Minority

Always in the faintest of heart and felt

In exclusion of life and the wrath

The slash of the branding belt

We exist together

One and finer

Of objects suficer

I am the surprise and you fall

From the depths of thought

I am a minority, raised by wrought

We sway, we swoon, we exist

The shining of sun, the glamour of moon

The attention on us, the minority

How wooed we are, by choice, afar

Discriminatory action, of purest heart

I am now of minority; the irony is set apart.