social commentary

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

Colors Coincide
Do you think it's rather funny that I've spent half the night, researching skin colors other than black and white? Why is it that I would spend an evening googling "skin"? Because I had hoped to write a poem to fix this mess we're in.
By Laura Anderson5 years ago in Poets
Being Gay
Being gay Isn’t necessarily feeling gay I feel human, I feel real I feel color, I feel still Being gay Isn’t rainbows and unicorns
By Kristian Wiseman5 years ago in Poets
Color Study
Do you miss it? The feeling of being sought What has taken its place? Whatever the opposite of mystery is. She applies a lip in Vermillion. Is the color too young?
By Marin Nelson5 years ago in Poets
Gradient
The vibrant tones bring me back Reliving springs previous A warm yet gentle embrace Poppies dance among the hillside Yellows and oranges intertwining
By Madison 5 years ago in Poets
The Eccentric Ensemble, Explained
I wear rainbows because I have never been told to nor have I ever been told not to ◦ I wear rainbows because my gracious homeland
By Layla Rohde5 years ago in Poets
Odysseus' Blue
Odysseus' wine-dark sea Was likely blue, to you or me; There was no word, described the hue, The robin's egg, the sea's green-blue.
By Drew Dunlop5 years ago in Poets
Our Reality is Backwards
Diversity is what is wrong with society and, the rainbow is wrong Don’t try and convince me that differences makes someone unique.
By Destinie Baker5 years ago in Poets
Shani
Shani “I am touched – I am”- Natalie Diaz When you dress in red you’re asking for it, my teacher used to say, worried for us girls
By Simona Chitescu Weik5 years ago in Poets
Colorful Truth
White the color we must not stain always new sneakers a wedding dress dad’s car and history Maybe the world has been waiting for
By Lena5 years ago in Poets
Blue and Yellow and Periwinkle
A pattern is only such if repeated But what is repetition if not insanity? The markings on my skin are not patterns They are physicalities that help make me uniquely me and inspire me not be another unremarkable line in the broken patterns of “simpler” times.
By Pyke Bennington5 years ago in Poets
If Undocumented Was A Color
If undocumented was a color it would go beyond my skin tone What people see are shades of brown but not what lies beneath my skin
By Rocío Carrión5 years ago in Poets
RACE WITH NO END
RACE How does it always come to this Your Skin, Your Color Why must that always be the case Well in prison its like they don't understand
By Destin Theus5 years ago in Poets