There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
"Deutschland, Deutschland," is his battle cry A Bayonet his weapon and a willingness to die Doing all he has to do to remember all before
By David Aleman8 years ago in Poets
As the marble roles down the hill the little boy laughs and runs Apache Joe and the Cowboy Kid with hands firmly on plastic guns
Mere droplets of water, yet very heavy Everybody get out of the way, be weary The rain is hitting, and it hold no query It doesn’t matter if your a man, woman, or a baby.
By Mo Darasi8 years ago in Poets
The dawn of a new day brings forth the dawn of darkness. Stuck on the wrong side of heaven Where prayers do not reach And blood sheds more than tears.
By Ahsanul Kabir8 years ago in Poets
ARMS LOCKED IN FRIENDSHIP RINGS OF CHILDREN DANCE ROUND IN CIRCLES ONE LOSES HIS BALANCE AND FALLS THE RING CLOSES IN TO MEND THE BREAK
By Lon Casler Bixby8 years ago in Poets
All people wear a Mask, Why? You are not supposed to ask, Being yourself is a thing of past, You need to be sailing keeping high the mask.
By Creative Hub8 years ago in Poets
my vaginal canal is lined with razor teeth my sex is an ever devouring shark I give birth to the grotesque many limbs many heads
By Sarah Sparks8 years ago in Poets
We need to invest in our future We need to take care of our youth We need to foster their minds, mentally feed our youth We have to complete our youth because we need our youth
By Edens Fleurizard8 years ago in Poets
Oh Father, How I wish I never knew you. A footnote in a lengthy novel series. A stray thought whenever I hear the word "Dad".
By Zionaeus Shekhinah8 years ago in Poets
I strolled down streets by the avenue, place that I had once known so well, seeking to find those spots that I had heard
By H.L. Dowless8 years ago in Poets
The first time we fought it was against the Angels Next time we fought it was way down there in hell The third time in war we fought for all mankind
I have worked all of my life supporting kith and kin Now the teenager in a suit say’s I’m never going to win From the day I nearly died and my heart gave out a sigh
