There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
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
By David Aleman7 years ago in Poets
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
Before you back out Just close your eyes before you black out Guns down life up Respect doesn't come because you left someone lifeless
By Jeffrey hollington7 years ago in Poets
This world we live in has lost its faith, yet commands we read the verses. A world that thrives on overcoming struggles, whilst not telling how fat its purse is.
By Fox Marsh7 years ago in Poets
Everyday is a struggle Another catastrophe, another hurdle But should I surrender? To nature's forces? To the negative voices?
By Mohammed Darasi7 years ago in Poets
No way, at all, the party plans will be allowed to falter A centenary birthday bash is set, for good old Uncle Walter The village hall is truly full, as all are gathered round
By Graphite Dreamer7 years ago in Poets
Runnin from the cops Handcuffs Shakey stops. ‘I'm not crazy This can all be justified... Depending on your way of life.
By Neil Heddings7 years ago in Poets
I am different than most people I know, I love the fall while others love summer, Rainy days over sunny days, Night over day,
By Karri Duperron7 years ago in Poets
1.) They say to me, whenever I get an attitude, that I'm being racist because I'm white and they're black. 2.)And I have to pause because this rubberneck is about to be one of those crunchy slimes you see on YouTube.
By Bridget Meier7 years ago in Poets
There was a memorial service held yesterday At the tomb of the last living poet. Hundreds came with flowers to lay By the tomb of the last living poet.
By Fred Bobbitt7 years ago in Poets
Caged in the chambers of familiarity. Domestication hasn't led to any tameness. What has it led to? Isolation. Isolation of oneself in safety. In comfortability.
By Celia M7 years ago in Poets
Today was long and hard. You are tired, exhausted - You want to be at home. Walking down some samey street You think about your fears and anxieties,
By Luke McNamara7 years ago in Poets