social commentary

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

I am my sisters.
We dehumanize the victim to grieve easier as a society. But I know the victim, she was my best friend. And now our friendship
By Becka5 years ago in Poets
2021
2021 So it's 2021, waiting for the fun, for this Year has begun, locked down and locked in, waiting for martial law to begin,
By Daniel Tull5 years ago in Poets
Flint Michigan
I have been painted onto walls, mixed into gasoline, molded into pipes I have offered myself over and over again as the best option-
By SJo5 years ago in Poets
BULLET:
GUNS DON'T KILL PEOPLE; PEOPLE DO! I have yet to understand the logic behind that conclusion other than to rationalize a right to carry a weapon openly and defiantly of the safety of others. So be it, just don't pretend it doesn't set others on edge that have not the inclination to carry knowing there is no need for it at present, though soon it may be as every tom, dick and harry that is scared of their own shadow feels the need to carry. May be it isn't even the gun that sets folks on edge as it is the BULLET that carries the ultimate judgement on whether a person lives or dies!
By Victor Mendez5 years ago in Poets
"The American Dream's Eulogy 101"
Homelessness is booming. The meaning of family ain't the same. Homes foreclosed from loans, 'Cause debt is STILL a banker's game.
By Victor Trammell5 years ago in Poets
100 Fathoms Deep
I was watching a video with Kamala Harris and she used a term that was very interesting, so much that it inspired a poem.
By Phillip Moore5 years ago in Poets
When We Talk About the Problem
Then you bring it back Like some lost, Alone Omen The that’s all folks Crowd Settles down For the showman And no man
By Michael Brandon Marchese5 years ago in Poets
Zeus The Inimitable
So sell your daughters Kill your sons Go break your spoken Vows in tongues For from these lungs I storm the loudest
By Michael Brandon Marchese5 years ago in Poets
You're Fired
Consigned to the trash heap Of history stained By your vain attempts to Resurrect its blood shame Assert claims Of peremptory
By Michael Brandon Marchese5 years ago in Poets
What's Right
Keep ‘em hungry, keep ‘em dumb Keep ‘em silent, keep ‘em numb Said the fascist to the master Make each nun a smoking gun
By Michael Brandon Marchese5 years ago in Poets
Weapon of Mass Corruption
Vaporized Nuclear skies Dehumanized Before your eyes Let shadows stain Your throne of lies And downfall reigns
By Michael Brandon Marchese5 years ago in Poets
Washington's Tomb
Unheeded the warning To not take to leading An empire fleeting Succeeded in meeting A global trade quota In breeding consumers
By Michael Brandon Marchese5 years ago in Poets