social commentary

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

When The Powerless Stand Together
For a while, this world we live in felt so modern. As I aged and changed, the layers still encasing us in centuries old ideology became more obvious.
By Derek Evers6 years ago in Poets
ALL LIVES MATTER
All lives matter. Whether they are black or white. Whether they are arrogant or "politically right." All lives matter.
By Rowan Finley 6 years ago in Poets
NO MORE FEAR
LOOKING ON MY TIME LINE.. KNOWING WHAT I FEEL IS REAL BUT EVERYONE SAYS “ITS OK” BUT I KNEW IT WASN’T. THIS IS NORMAL THEY SAY, DON’T HIDE YOUR FEELINGS THEY SAY.. BUT I KNEW A STORM WAS BREWING. SO IS IT STILL OK? SO TELL ME WHEN WILL BLACK LIVES FINALLY BE FREE FROM THE HATE? THE HATE WE CONSTANTLY SEE TURN IN TO MURDER. REGARDLESS OF IF WE CO-OPERATE OR NOT. WORDS CAN’T DESCRIBE THE PAIN AND FRUSTRATION I FEEL. SO I DON’T WANT TO TALK!!! I WANT TO TAKE ACTION!!!
By Clarity Speaks6 years ago in Poets
You Are Nothing
Antifa Anti-fa!!! You are not more Than a discarded piece of gum Stuck on the bottom Of America’s shoe You are disgusting
By Jason A6 years ago in Poets
The Truth About Life
If I could give you a motivational speech, it would say this Dear white men and women I pray that you hear my voice The voice of a broken heart, echoes of a torn spirit
By NyKiesha Smith6 years ago in Poets
"Let Freedom Reign"
broken and bruised stolen and enslaved slashed and mistreated priced the priceless cursed and wounded bought and stolen
By Danielle Layton6 years ago in Poets
White Guilt
Knees asphyxiate. People demonstrate. I procrastinate. I have been scared to do my duty, to open myself to scrutiny, to join in with the mutiny.
By Becky CJ6 years ago in Poets
Living In Black Skin
I can’t go outside because I’m frightened. The color of my skin shines so bright and that offends you. Or maybe it’s the way I talk; with twang in my slang, chest held high, and loud music as a go too.
By Georgette Smith6 years ago in Poets
Poor or Rich
Do you judge a poor man, with a roof over his head? The poor man which chooses to give to others, even though he has so little himself, that he is willing to sacrifice what he has to help someone. For what truly makes the poor man rich? For he is rich in knowledge, kindness and wisdom, surely these are the greatest things in this ever emotionless world.
By Alixzandra Wiseman6 years ago in Poets
Deliberate Oppression
I am reminded of my past because of the present And fear for our children's future... I was a white kid reaping the benefits of a white South Africa
By Naomi Firestone6 years ago in Poets
Evil for Evil
You versus me, They versus we, Division. You judge them guilty by association, You commit crimes believing it vindication,
By Shema Rangira6 years ago in Poets
PIANO
PIANO The global symbol of zero racism Is a musical instrument called the Piano. Until we "pia" together to say "no" to racism
By Otatane-oso Andrew aka 2'WYTH #gbeduPoet6 years ago in Poets