social commentary

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

When I Die, Please Come for my Clothes
When I die, please come for my clothes. Please come for those wisps and tufts, for all of the stuff stuffed deep in my closet; please come for all of it.
By Anne Potter5 years ago in Poets
REDHEAD
Rhode Island Red - Ginger - Coppertop - Carrot Top - Bombshell - Fire Crotch - Little Red - Firecracker - Does the carpet match the drapes? - Gorgeous - Women Pay Big Money for Your Colour - Don’t Ever Dye It - Is It Natural? - Temperamental - Sexy - Ginga-Ninja - Spicy -
By Lisa Jensen5 years ago in Poets
"You're So Brave"
i know i read brandon teena’s wiki page more times than there are hairs standing up on my body when i am allowed
By Eka Savajol5 years ago in Poets
Child of the sky
Something new, Something old. Something gold, Something told. The hidden truth, The lies revealed. I know what I know,
By Daniela Margina5 years ago in Poets
Be Whoever You Truly Are
Parents couldn't make me a girl but I wasn't their son Society looks and says, “girl,” but I ain’t one Dad says, “If you don’t change your looks
By Jay Hardy 5 years ago in Poets
Woman.
My face is red with blisters, burnt and sore, but I cover it up with mud and coloured Khol, cheese and smile, must take a picture
By Damilola5 years ago in Poets
Blank Label
People told me I was yellow because of the shade of my skin was different and could somehow be comparable to the flowers of the sun
By 11:115 years ago in Poets
Colors Heal
When client's first walked in To the office I used to have The first thing they would notice Is the color With heavy accents of purples
By Jessica Skrzypiec 5 years ago in Poets
THE COLOR OF MY SOUL
They say I am a “WOMAN OF COLOR”, because of the melanin in my skin. But I try to tell them in order to understand my essence, you must familiarize yourself with my SOUL.
By VALERIE THOMPSON 5 years ago in Poets
colors inverted
Grateful every morning I don’t wake up a hashtag Trending topic of tragedy A black and brown body Outlined in white,
By LindoYes5 years ago in Poets
amethyst visions
wandering in the liminal spaces i was always taught to fear within the cloaked realms of my amethyst visions and the crossroads
By Emma Mendez5 years ago in Poets
I Am
I Am I am the Nigerian descendant of Kings, stripped of my ethnicity.
By Raquel Doss5 years ago in Poets