social commentary

There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.

Their eyes must hurt
Judges eyes are glued Blue light constantly shining Their eyes are in pain
By Thavien Yliaster3 years ago in Poets
The Vein
It starts in the wrist; Heavyset in my brown skin, Left blue to flow red. * Thank you for reading! If you liked this, you can add your Insights, Comment, leave a Heart, Tip, Pledge, or Subscribe. I will appreciate any support you have shown for my work.
By Kendall Defoe 3 years ago in Poets
Why me?
Why me? this is a poem of why I feel alone in a crowd of relatives. Why is it that when every body says Hi! or a greeting during the holidays;
By Mark Graham3 years ago in Poets
The Big Blues
Twitter and Facebook Promote Social Media Posts used with hashtags
By Thavien Yliaster3 years ago in Poets
Make Sure You Check the Count
Please check Your haikus. This website's banner is blue. Yes, I use it too.
By Thavien Yliaster3 years ago in Poets
How many are there again?
I count syllables. I'm a fancy helpful tool. My backdrop is blue.
By Thavien Yliaster3 years ago in Poets
Verified?
One blue bird sang songs. The bird was bought from a group. Who owns the bird now?
By Thavien Yliaster3 years ago in Poets
Who Knew?
Excess shares were bought. Blue bird has a new owner. This is making news?
By Thavien Yliaster3 years ago in Poets
Breaking Point
Cerulean waves Crash down on sun-bleached shells 'til Only sand remains
By Maia Gadwall the metAlchemist3 years ago in Poets
A Happy Wedding?
Borrowed, ready for you. Then, something old and new. But what makes us blue? * Thank you for reading! If you liked this, you can add your Insights, Comment, leave a Heart, Tip, Pledge, or Subscribe. I will appreciate any support you have shown for my work.
By Kendall Defoe 3 years ago in Poets
Smoke Like Glue
words freeze like spring mist forgotten cigarette loose she shows me blue lines Image by tonodiaz on Freepik
By Find FLOE3 years ago in Poets
MurderVerse
Empty church Lonely sanctuary. Wednesday afternoon Sun streams through windows casting shadows Lighting stained glass Casting color
By David Parham3 years ago in Poets