social commentary
There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
Greyscale Resonance
Every aspect of life holds duality More than duality, in fact, child... This thing is an ambiguous white water rapid So fluid and chaotic that nothing matters.
Duanyell WilliamsPublished 7 years ago in PoetsCats on a Window Sill
There are the miniature cats thatsit on the windowsill.They aren’t real,but they’re the closest friends right now. They are completely wooden.And their eyes are drawn on with red crayon,wide enough to pierce into your pupilsand break into your skull.
America Is Hollywood
Let America be America again.Let it be the dream it used to be.Let it be the pioneer on the plainSeeking a home where he himself is free. —Langston Hughes
Adem GaricPublished 7 years ago in PoetsWe R Humans
We are human beings living on the planet called “Earth” We are young We are old We are the past, present, and incoming future
Gladys W. MuturiPublished 7 years ago in PoetsNo More Lies
I once was told I was colored, I once was told I'm a Negro, Who soon became black labeled Afro. African-American what is that I ask? How could the truth change so many times? Who gave these labels I asked? If everyone on the planet has a nation where is mine. Because what you're calling my people, there is no land. So nationality has no bearing to man? Lies, lies and more lies. Yeah I know the truth. I'm Moorish-American descendant of Ruth. The big masonic secret kept for too many years. Slaves no longer in chains, slaves by mental fear. So tell that lie to somebody else. The gig is up you just lied to yourself.
Fred Kendricks-ElPublished 7 years ago in PoetsLovers + Lust
Chaos or Calamity Whatever this weather it may seem to be. Unspoken words kill like a disease. Communication is key. And who to listen to?
Auburn AshtonPublished 7 years ago in PoetsAhhhhhh
This is a moment, If even that. A fragment, of mind lapsing. It's inspiration, If even that. An epiphany, That has collapsed.
Michael GallegosPublished 7 years ago in PoetsWhat Have We Become?
What have we become? If you only look around and notice the misery, Brave souls dying by the seconds, Protesters silenced by disfavors,
Malika YoungPublished 7 years ago in PoetsRead Between the Lies
What defines you? Is it a nice suit? Is it what you do or your music on iTunes? Is your foundation based on the foundation on your face?
Benjamin Haydn DaviesPublished 7 years ago in PoetsBarker Ranch
Welcome to the Family, we will set around the fire. I will tell you a story, I am here to inspire. The Guitar strums, this acid will help you Succumb.
Shellbell kuhnPublished 7 years ago in PoetsI'm Sick
I'm sick! From cruelty to innocent souls, From outrage and ego, which only ruins. I'm tired of watching them kill, And without paying to go!
Arzun NasufovaPublished 7 years ago in PoetsMisconstructed
My mind wanders, wherever it goes, It’s hard to take control, No choice, I just hear my voice repeating every word in my thoughts,