social commentary
There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
"pretty lights"
Pitch black cover Lamps alight break The wind asleep At summers end Hills, hiding deep Behind the mothers and fathers
Gloomy It's Raining
It's raining and gloomy outside Great day to complain I hate being a Type 2 Diabetic I hate being over weight I hate having high blood pressure
Hadayai Majeed aka Dora SpencerPublished 3 years ago in PoetsTwo random poems of Mine #1
DEATH TO ALL TYRANTS! . And Death to Kings and Queens Death to Dukes and Duchesses’ Death to Counts and Countesses
Ross E Fortune LombardiPublished 3 years ago in PoetsJaded
I know you think I am jaded And I think I know why You are perpetually confounded by my post lockdown attitudes My love of solitude, silence, brevity, and abhorrence for drama
Imabong FaminuPublished 3 years ago in PoetsSocial media
Hi I’m social media I was born in the 1990’s the golden age I got the touch of Midas the eyes of Medusa I am very inclusive I got everything you need personality is addictive mess with me and you’ll become a fiend
Sharieff ClarkPublished 3 years ago in PoetsA Message to William Wordsworth
A letter to Wordsworth, a letter so dear, for his original quote: If the child has fathered the man; If that statement’s factual,
Opinions
Try and change my mind. Tell me what you see that I don’t. Convince me with evidence, hard facts and logic. Morality, religion, and
Allyssa IzettaPublished 3 years ago in PoetsMoney
I wonder what it’s like for money to never be a worry To not budget every penny until your eyes are blurry, For your accounts to rise instead of crash down
Britt BlomsterPublished 3 years ago in PoetsI am Refugee
My hands are cracked and they are torn It's been near a summer since last I wore any shoe My home built of scraps all that I could find
Kevin KlabonPublished 3 years ago in PoetsCurse to be Complex
it can be a curse to be complex to have to try and decipher ones own mind the answer is never simple and the question, maybe it was not phrased right
Helen SmithPublished 3 years ago in PoetsThis Became a Poem
Devoid of inspiration, I deliver this message with defiant vigor. Mind versus matter, mind is the victor. Darkness is only a swing of the pendulum.
Garrett RamosPublished 3 years ago in PoetsBattle Hymn of the Conservatives
The Battle Hymn of the Conserves Mine eyes have seen the glorious plans of the Democrats They are erasing all the things that Trump has made into facts
Mark StigersPublished 3 years ago in Poets