social commentary

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

The 'N' Word
Ima say nigga as long as I want how I calls my kin ain't none of yo business when it was important, you didn't care when it came with a lynchin rope, you didn't care
By Jerica Floyd4 years ago in Poets
Disillusion of Disparity
Tree-shaded streets, Generous driveways lined with Campers, RVs And other such Toys, While on the train I see Abandoned parking lots
By Bex Jordan4 years ago in Poets
Way Back
Dirt roads draw Souls back home, Pull heart strings Towards past Where thought swirls And spin Like loved ones on dance floors
By Katrina Thornley4 years ago in Poets
Portrait of Isolation
A winding path leading through knee-high grass gone to seed ends at a weathered farmhouse Inside, unopened mail piled high clutters a tiny kitchen
By Joe Nester4 years ago in Poets
After The Parade
After the Parade, Petition, & Protest, Catastrophes Evil, tragic, Idiotic & Infuriating, Continue to exist. The weight of all this anguish
By Samantha Wong4 years ago in Poets
Order of War
Are we caught up in "War of the Worlds?" Or is it more like "Wars in our World?" Everyday, there's something different Sometimes I just wanna curl
By Thavien Yliaster4 years ago in Poets
The Song of Tsi-laan
By the river, on my side of the stream I soaked my feet, and with rod fishing Looked past the stream and seen A forest with foggy stirring
By Octovo Libra 4 years ago in Poets
Bad Neighborhood
I’m a spoiled suburban kid I like to take my beatings At school or at home Where I know who’s beating me And I can get them for free
By Gene Lass4 years ago in Poets
Moving Forward
It’s been a year since I left the shipwreck that I once called home. When I was tossed out nothing made sense while I tried to balance the highs and lows.
By Sid Aaron Hirji4 years ago in Poets
Alien Symbiod
This may seem quite odd, But I see you like an alien symbiod. Whether we talk or meet, You treat me with such deceit.
By Sid Aaron Hirji4 years ago in Poets
A Slave's Rage
Straight off the slave ship, break off the braces I'm out to take it, I want my forty acres and the mule If the government is taxation, in full
By El Poet4 years ago in Poets
Unconditionally Loved
All this conditional love using terminology that don’t speak to the heart. If you say that you love me, show the love you had from the start. I understand disappointment is a blow to the heart, but to say that I broke it, was it corroded before my by part? No sentimental exchange is needed when you a work of art!
By Isha Taylor4 years ago in Poets