There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
Our worlds so bad even if you want to hell you’d be in a better place Bring a baker so they can use the flames and make you a cake
By Goldie 3 years ago in Poets
I've become so accustom to the shackles, That I wonder if its a self imposed strain, Or an extended muscle,
By Grace Blessing3 years ago in Poets
Where does tomorrow grow My mind is a pool its big but its not able to expand on its own If the moon invited me to her potluck would she prefer salad or pizza rolls
coward puppeteer, you fanned the flames and watched, safe. the rest of us burned.
By Chloë J.3 years ago in Poets
Faster, faster, iconoclast! Sportscaster calling shots drops the shady pastor from the pedestal —
By Jacob Sherman3 years ago in Poets
Why do loud people think Pointing out you’re quiet Will make you Loud? Don’t large people know That telling us we’re
By Margery Bayne3 years ago in Poets
An overbearing restraint Present in bones And elasticity of skin, The inability to change With the internal set Of a single moment,
By Katrina Thornley3 years ago in Poets
Silent curse of man, Plastic waste pollutes the seas, Smothers life below. Our air smoggy grey, Foul toxins linger in clouds;
By Naya Lizardo3 years ago in Poets
Bleakest raven black as the night is my morning Lying solemnly in wait for another new dawning As another ashen day looms heavily over me
By Paul Stewart3 years ago in Poets
Fallen I’ve fallen don’t help me up now. I’ll lie alone here The hardened ground relieves me, how? I’ll lie alone here.
By Kuro Seijaku 3 years ago in Poets
Yonaka’s Dance: Akai Walk along your road alone. Only you discern the path home. To whom we call to take us home Do they alone hold to a tome?
i adjust my web cam as i whore out my words teasingly i slowly reveal a bit of wit and then as i lean forward you can see
By Bren3 years ago in Poets
