There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
Broken table, broken chair, Broken heart, soul’s not there, Broken family, broken home, Every morning is the unknown, Broken spirit, breaking mind,
By Remy Dhami6 years ago in Poets
I see you baby, behind that mask Sounds like that breath, could be your last I see you baby, behind that mask Are you smiling, at this face hiding farce?
By Warwick Holding 6 years ago in Poets
I grew up with simple manners being mandatory The lack of please and thank you from one’s vocabulary Is detrimental to the character; be aware
By Marilyn Glover6 years ago in Poets
I’m looking for an explanation to something. Like mama why my skin brown and yours is light Possibly I’ve seen too much
By Cassie Smith6 years ago in Poets
The girl, the lady, the woman, the crone: feminine performance decides her role. She will play sweetly, will not live alone.
By Sophia dos Remedios6 years ago in Poets
When I was 16 A monster disguised As a boy with blue eyes Told me I was safe Then he stole my skin And he borrowed my body
By Emily Wilder6 years ago in Poets
Often I have thought how glorious it would be to own a little stick, that swells up like a tick when engorged upon the view.
By Rachel Lightfoot6 years ago in Poets
Unmatched clarity in turquoise waters; she swims, unhindered by the burden of humanity. Treasures she collects from the world above—
By Suzie Wargo Lockhart6 years ago in Poets
As I sit on the express bus on the way to my favorite city New York City I see how sad it looks How its not the happening city it used to be
By Ashley Ching6 years ago in Poets
Why is this happening to us? All of the fights and disagreements Why are we acting like this? We're not animals, We're human beings
By Gladys W. Muturi6 years ago in Poets
There is a war on black bodies I am not to blame for the mental illness that has been inflicted upon me The mental hate that has transpired
By Destinee Jenkins6 years ago in Poets
It lit the sky Somehow June felt like July People got better, the hurt got worse Found some heart while striking nerves
By Erman Baradi6 years ago in Poets
