social commentary
There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
Kill The King And His Merry Men
A "They" speaks of unity and love, Welcoming all into the fold, But cherishes their own ideals above all, Which is rotten to the core.
Syed Arabi KhaliquePublished 7 months ago in PoetsI could have you
I could have you on a whim Any of you who are warm With the least amount of effort I would charm you with a joke A smile
Vicious AvaricePublished 7 months ago in PoetsMessages
Smiley faces inside my coffee, ☕️ Spelling implicit words… Trying to spill tea 🫖 of a story already told… I sip from trepidation and a new power of mine unfolds.
HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)Published 7 months ago in PoetsNobel and Noble
Fosse? Must read him... Triple-set books? One sentence? I accept your task. Where to start... *
Kendall DefoePublished 7 months ago in PoetsStressed and Depressed During the Flight
Right now I’m sitting on a plane looking through the window in the sky. Above I see - darkness and city lights, strange how high up the clouds can become so thick and yet so transparent.
Master Key vs Padlock
The problem with the society is that They teach girls to look at themselves as objects A padlock that shouldn't be opened by many keys because the padlock losses its value.
Sweet YvonnePublished 7 months ago in PoetsInjustice and Leadership
…and again I’m leaving… … to a place where I don’t belong, where I’m not welcomed and loved. I will miss you my beautiful and always sunny warm sand…
Christmas poem
Let the bells ring so loud Join the wishful and lovely crowd Let that joy look through your heart You will have a perfect start
I felt a funeral in my brain
I felt a funeral in my brain, And mourners, to and fro, Kept treading, treading, till it seemed That sense was breaking through.
Daddy Lost His Job
daddy lost his job now he just slams the door he hasn’t read me a book for so long he doesn’t smile anymore hurt is the yelling
Remember the Woman You Once Knew
She feels the scars and wounds that she lives with every day, They tell the story of all she has experienced, The lessons learned,
Colleen MillsteedPublished 7 months ago in PoetsSometimes
sometimes silly sounds slide slowly, silenced sometimes shooting schemes simplifies sacred shapes sometimes