social commentary

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

Black and White Mixes to Make Grey, Not Brown
What are you? You are confused. You cannot place me into one of your neatly packaged, socially constructed classifications.
By Bree Alexander (she/her)5 years ago in Poets
Introvert's Struggles
Dear Pile of Dirty Dishes, I walk around you for days avoiding the touch, ignoring the smell. Sometimes I fear, I’ll be forced
By Lili Grosserova5 years ago in Poets
Kaleidoscope realities
I often wonder How differently we see What we both call green - You hand me a page And I search for an answer somewhere in between
By Bowzer Scharka5 years ago in Poets
Light White
I’ve already out loved every Way they loved me – but I won’t fight with them gangster leans. Lack of empathy.
By Tandya Lee5 years ago in Poets
justice
we are out here, floating like bees working for free, smoke clouding up we can barely see they are hiding the truth, calling through the booth
By Keed Williams5 years ago in Poets
Brookwood Hall
The origin of the word orphan: Orpheos. Bereft. A word all alone. Greek, then Latin, not Anglo Saxon--or H3orbos-Indo European. Turned out.
By Michele Cuomo5 years ago in Poets
Mixed
Sometimes I feel like…my voice doesn’t matter Like #Blacklivesmatter
By The Silent Poet 5 years ago in Poets
The Will to Man
Fear, threat and force; power tools of the weak. Such is their quench, no care for the source of this powerful stench. A toxic tyrant toils in the tower.
By Kevin Kwok5 years ago in Poets
Cold Shoes
The citizens of the north wind Don't look upon each other as neighbours. Birds, I mean. They wear their fences: Feathers the colour of oil or soap.
By Matthew Daniels5 years ago in Poets
Just for Being
I recently read a report by the Human Rights Watch, a not-for-profit watchdog that is usually the authority on these things, that the country of Israel’s treatment and policies towards Palestinian residents amount not only to Crimes Against Humanity but legally defined apartheid.
By Jiré Saffron5 years ago in Poets
American Experiment
by plane, not by boat I reached the shores of my American Dream Forced to desert my mother’s land I entered the country a refugee
By Jiré Saffron5 years ago in Poets
Blue Eyes
Worn blue eyes with gold flecks, My eye color adapts to the blue and green tones, Of my outfits accordingly. And blonde hair
By Kelly Jones5 years ago in Poets