social commentary

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

The Enemy
picture perfect pretty posture protruding pieces of bone day dreams of dieting and deathly dainty goals alone aren’t the enemies that I know
By Jewell Alexandra7 years ago in Poets
Boomer's Curse
This is all trash All fake. I've said it before, But this perception of life is much too like Snakes. People come up on you and present you with a smile
By LIFE MAZI7 years ago in Poets
Why
Today is a day I stand before you to live this life I didn't choose, Would you be okay if it was a game? In which the aim was to lose?
By Danny7 years ago in Poets
Be More You
Born a minority isn’t a choice, no matter how rich or famous at the end of the day we are brown We fight everyday to be accepted
By Gabriela7 years ago in Poets
Needing Changes
The world is corrupt like some peoples feelings, Greeting some with beatings, kids pleading while squealing as their noses start bleeding. got the world revealing unappealing killings having people kneeling and dreaming of future healing, and yet dealing because were human
By Nei Taufagu7 years ago in Poets
How to Become an Artist
Ever been in love with someone so deeply you felt as if the universe was in the palm of your hands that the stars poured between your fingers like the first fist full of sand you ever held
By Jewell Alexandra7 years ago in Poets
The Train Home
Taking the train home… A simple task for so many… But how far we all roam. And its costs? Are there any… Not monetary costs but that of the soul…
By Just-Jay.7 years ago in Poets
Rejection
So bitter and cold A feeling that unfolds and hijacks your thoughts You think the worst and your insecurities begin to boast
By Dulce Jimenez7 years ago in Poets
Know the Name; The Mind of a School Shooter
No longer would I kiss the floor in which they use to stride cause when you divide their minds It's all simplified Their ignorant
By Jewell Alexandra7 years ago in Poets
California Dreamin'
Here's a lively coffee shop. I'm at Stab Witches Coffee located on Brookhurst BLVD and Westminster Drive in Orange County.
By Andrew Arnett7 years ago in Poets
Ode to My Ancestor
you died, and I was born hands tied to a tree dress stripped to the ground bare black skin meeting its date with his whip
By Manisha Imani7 years ago in Poets
'What Men Fear Most About Going to Prison Is What Women Fear Most Walking Down the Sidewalk'
- 2013 Senior year in high school, my first boyfriend. We lay on the couch beside the recliner; the recliner where my mother sits.
By Samantha Kristine7 years ago in Poets