#sos17

Cliches are the broad brushstrokes
of assumption, masquerading as reality.
They are the stories we cling to,
in order to hide our cruelty.

Cliche is
The damsel in distress,
Yet she is merely the front for,
Our assumption women are helpless.

With every stroke of a pen,
That creates something cliche,
We enforce existing problems,
And make them seem okay.

Cliche is
The knight brave, and bold,
Yet he does not cry or feel,
Our way of making boys cold.

Cliches are nothing but cold comfort,
Empty promises that if we're a certain way,
If follow and enforce these norms,
In the end everything will be okay.

Cliche is
The evil stepmother or witch,
Yet she was made to feel jealous,
Before they first called her bitch.

But she is one of many villians,
All alike in their distaste for societies ways,
They're betrayal? Being too different,
Or just want to have a say.

Cliche is
The dragon, who lurks in the cave,
Just too different, to exsist
So he must be slain.

These stories we tell,
For all their lessons and morals,
Have just too many cliches,
To have characters that’re whole.

Cliche is
The knight, who rescues the damsel,
And together they get their,
Hetromatic, happily ever after.

Cliche is a word we assign,
When we do not want to face,
How through stories we code ourselves,
To judge based on, gender, sexuality, and race.