There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
People worship you every time, Believes you'll be there in desperate times! Today those people are in trouble, Their loved one's life is miserable!
By Abhay Dhabarde5 years ago in Poets
Brown pairs well, Love the shades I’m in blue-black chocolate tan caramel cognac sepia sable redbone doo doo brown sand coffee high yellow dark white beige Hershey special dark you choose no matter what shade we can work it out because,
By Saja Bo Storm5 years ago in Poets
Black hair like the night sky. Brown skin like the earth. Eyes on me, every single minute. Ancestral gifts now a burden. Weighing me down drowning me above water. I fell into my mother arms staining her with tears. People stare at beauty she said.
By Raina Wii5 years ago in Poets
The Owl A powerful owl regards me with disdain He can’t see I’m just like him I’m of the earth too Alone and watchful
By Craig Jarman5 years ago in Poets
"It had to be red!", the drag queen said, extending two paint-splattered sleeves. "How else could we say to the men in the grey,
By Jamie Ovens5 years ago in Poets
PinkJoy “This is only for boys” The words preached my whole life. “That’s only for girls” Words of scorn in place of Tenderness
By Joy Parker5 years ago in Poets
Colour me Colour you Colour the sky shades of blue Colour the feelings Colour the sleeve Colour in the heart You never want to leave
By Shelby Clarke5 years ago in Poets
What are the colours colouring those which do bring us pride? The red is on the busses flashes of needed rides. Some sea-teal on the backpacks
By Annalisa Maestri5 years ago in Poets
Poem “Invisible” Transracial Adoption: Color does matter! Prelude: A poem about self discovery, pain, joy... And a journey still in progress.
By Simone5 years ago in Poets
Born into a world of black and white Rigid lines gripping me tightly Devoid of colour yet bright Imprisoned in silence from the lively
By Elahje Kassis 5 years ago in Poets
I may be older, but I'm getting bolder I still cry on someone's shoulder. Longing to pursue the dream I've had To be on stage acting, the good, the bad!
By Annie Williams5 years ago in Poets
I see the spectrum of emotions in high definition: A rainbow of feelings illuminating the human condition. I see feelings float across human faces:
By Lucy Richards (Divine Postal Service)5 years ago in Poets
