I asked someone I admire and respect enormously what she thought I should write a poem about, this was her excellent suggestion. Just why do we lable people?

 

 

Why’s so much in this world so fundamental?
When did we get so damned judgmental?
Bullying on Facebook, blocking on Twitter,
At what time in hist’ry did we – er
Not think it rough?

We read a text message and immediately find
We reach a conclusion a long way off kind.
Open a paper and everything’s labels,
Isn’t it time to turn the tables?
And say, “Enough!”

She’s not a slapper, she’s not a slut,
No party pooper, she’s a good time girl – but
She might be a daughter or even a mother,
Someone’s partner, someone’s lover,
All good ‘labels’, off the cuff…