social commentary

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

Shambala. Content Warning.
Mercury must be in marmalade again; travelers and thieves abound on the road to Shambala. How many dog days until summer
By Harper Lewis 6 months ago in Poets
Hope in Jesus Amen
Hope in Jesus Amen When heavy skies refuse to break And every road begins to shake You whisper prayers through trembling nights
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
Christian Poetry: 'Friend Like Us'
This is a convicting poem that may leave a bit of a bruise. It contrasts the imperfections of mortal man with the perfection of a holy God. We may not be long-suffering with others, or trustworthy ourselves, or even loyal friends, but God never fails. He shows us how to live and love.
By Heather Clark6 months ago in Poets
Family Tree Of Family Gone
Famil Tree Of Family Gone The family tree hangs heavy tonight Names carved deeply in weathered stone Each generation now turned to bone
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
The missing piece . Top Story - May 2026.
Things were Out of Order at the moment. I have tried my best to organize it. Unfortunately—- I have so many pieces everywhere-
By Meghan LeVaughn 6 months ago in Poets
Poignant Rain
The poignant rain pours Dampens my pillows From eyes of guilt
By Paul Stewart6 months ago in Poets
The Plight of the Werewolf
What’s the use of an uhrhymed werewolf with metered claws and jaundiced teeth? It’s still of Mexico, the gulf between the surface and what lies beneath.
By Harper Lewis 6 months ago in Poets
What Did You Do?
I made art. * I spoke truth as I saw it, led with feeling and heart, did my best to douse the flames of mass delusion. *
By David Muñoz6 months ago in Poets
Hidden Treasures (Don't Exist)
No one knows where you have buried your heart. Perhaps it is in the muddy sunsets over the city Or atop some industrial bridge, rusting and sad.
By Silver Daux6 months ago in Poets
Inner Child. Content Warning.
My inner child worked long, hard hours for no compensatory pay. My inner child walked the corner of Faith and Love, only to fall into the gutter of keeping things between us at the end of the day.
By K.B. Silver 6 months ago in Poets
Lucky Horse Shoe Saved My Life
Lucky Horse Shoe Saved My Life Hanging crooked near the gate An old horseshoe carried fate Rust had stained its iron skin
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
How Many Out There Have Problems With Their Cracks
How Many Out There Have Problems With Their Cracks How many are suffering with their cracks out there? I was too, hiding my heels
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets