social commentary
There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
The People-Pleasing Peace
She hides her pain, so her world can’t see, all she longs for, is just to be free. She groans and aches at the world’s scene, falsely giving the appearance of being mean, but in reality, that is something she wouldn't’ even dream. She wears a mask not for a disease, fully vaccinated, but infected with inferiority. Yet when she is alone, she finds her release. On the page, she can yell, dance, and scream-Poetry gives this beautiful butterfly her wings, and as she flaps away her anonymity, it is revealed she is me.
Shannon ManningPublished about 12 hours ago in PoetsPoison Tongue
A new trend plagues the nation, and now it's on the rise. Like most things it's really ancient, born of human greed and lies.
Dee MeinvillePublished about 14 hours ago in Poets
A Social Contract
I was born under a social contract perpetually up for review regulated and legislated by a couple opposing views Wherein the complexities
Marnie BurkePublished about 16 hours ago in PoetsFortress
There is not a thin line between love and hate but a fortress Glistening green walls envelope our hearts hardened, jaded, but oh so delicate
The Creative ChimeraPublished a day ago in Poets
The Fart Master
Here I sit all broken-hearted, came to poop, and only farted. When the aroma hit my nose, I passed out for God, who knows.
Mark StigersPublished a day ago in Poets
Verba Volant, Scripta Manent
Sounds fly with the wind, writings are buried with dreams. The world goes by so fast, but the speed of sound can never beat the speed of light. Once again, light fell upon us, hitting the subdued darkness at five o'clock in the morning.
Moch Aldy MAPublished a day ago in Poets
The Bear sang to The Stroke by Billy Squire
Now everybody Have you heard The Bear in charge You be assured We need a schism With commie style Got a thirst for killing
Mark StigersPublished a day ago in PoetsStretch Marks
Stretch marks Looking like trees on a canvas of art No need to cover them up Insecurities suck But know they mean your growing
Daniel JohnsonPublished a day ago in Poets
Anna Politkovskaya
Anna, one of Russia’s most fearless journalists, was gunned down in Moscow in the fall of 2006—on Prime Minister Vladimir Putin’s birthday.
Sarcastic Sloth (Shane Frampton)Published a day ago in Poets
Nancy Pelosi Sung to American Woman by The Guess Who
Mmm, mmm, da da da Mmm, mmm, da uh Nancy Pelosi gonna mess your mind Nancy Pelosi, she gonna mess your mind Mmm, Nancy Pelosi gonna mess your mind
Mark StigersPublished 2 days ago in Poets
A Good Hero or Evil Villain?
What would a superhero be, Without the supervillain? Rescuing cats up a tree Just ain’t very thrillin’. Supervillains must be very smart.
Mark StigersPublished 2 days ago in Poets
Money Hogs at the Trough sung to Ghost Riders in the Sky
A citizen went walking one dark and windy day On a bench they rested, they found on the way When a sounder of red-eyed swine is what they saw
Mark StigersPublished 2 days ago in Poets
