There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
Homelessness is a sad fact that is true Where people are sleeping in boxes and on the streets too The problem keeps increasing year after year
By Suzanne Reeves5 years ago in Poets
FOR US COLORED GIRLS It was never about you, man. It is all about us. In the purple haze of life We keep circling the mountain
By E. Joyce Moore5 years ago in Poets
Deepest mahogany hue/ beachwood honed by blue waters We are rooted from the same tree Our culture stolen by darkness of snow
...Sweet orange the potato pie her frail hands held, whipped cream atop, her black fingers dressed in white gloves
By Mrs. Davenport's Sweet Potato Pie5 years ago in Poets
silver echnida claws queen still fugly in 2001 mum made sure I got 3 milk bottles on Thursdays for 15c before our canteen
By Fruity Tingle 5 years ago in Poets
My son is rainbow-colored, brighter than me, and I love him. My daughters are new colors not yet named. One: the color of an arrow in the summer sky. The other:
By Brian Tawney5 years ago in Poets
My name means horizon. A line of light or shadow. Ever distant. Always approaching. Hem of sky. Skin of sea. This rosy ocean is never one thing.
By Marcel Reis-Vermeil5 years ago in Poets
“Brown of the Bow” Skin attached like elastic Godiva the good shit Grew up on what they call hood shit Realized my black was mixed with rainbow
By Rico Revels5 years ago in Poets
Something that makes me unique is how I see people. Yeah, everyone has the ability to do it… But no one does it as I do….
By Victoria Moore5 years ago in Poets
The wave of narcissism That you have been riding Towards the beach of hypocrisy Has been blatantly hiding Everything that you say
By Daniel Oconnor 5 years ago in Poets
I was born to a mother who made me black instead of pink. or tan. or white. I was born to a mother who made me feel proud to be black.
By Leia Barrow5 years ago in Poets
Tell me something about yourself Five simple words All harmless on their own But order them together And I dread them like no other
By Ellen Shin5 years ago in Poets
