social commentary

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

The Frequency of Being Human
"The clock has struck three, the coffee is cold, and the shadows are beginning to speak. Welcome back to the desk of The Night Writer. Tonight, we decode the rhythm that keeps our hearts from stalling."
By The Night Writer 🌙 9 months ago in Poets
Everyone Hurts You
Smiles are borrowed Pain is owned Promises whispered Then overthrown *** Hands feel warm Hearts stay cold Truth gets bent
By Aarsh Malik9 months ago in Poets
beautiful paradox
I am in War mode Confrontation my Drug of choice . Warrior not living in Rome masses But in obscure empire ledge Of sandals and sand
By Diana9 months ago in Poets
The Wheel of Fortune Can Spin Two Ways
The Wheel of Fortune Can Spin Two Ways The wheel of fortune can spin two ways, one for the dreamers, one for the strays. One minute you’re walking the gold-paved street,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 9 months ago in Poets
Embrace Empathy
When all is said and done empathy remains the supreme human virtue. Not an iota of doubt when we feel it, practice it, despite being mortals,
By Seema Patel9 months ago in Poets
A Courage That Does Not Announce Itself
Instructions for a Courage That Does Not Announce Itself Begin by not naming it. Courage startles easily when called out,
By A.K. Treadwell 9 months ago in Poets
Chatting with GPT
The text came quickly. The printer had it ready. The prof only stared. Correct! * Thank you for reading! If you liked this, you can add your Insights, Comment, leave a Heart, Tip, Pledge, or Subscribe. I will appreciate any support you have shown for my work.
By Kendall Defoe 9 months ago in Poets
Ode to...Love?
You are the light of my day. You are the moon at night. You guide my special way. You prove my heart right. * You are my sun and moon,
By Kendall Defoe 9 months ago in Poets
Avoid Orange. Content Warning.
To begin with: avoid Orange, Start with the obvious, step away from the caps lock, Capitals are not your URGENT THOUGHTS.
By Leo Dis Vinci9 months ago in Poets
After The Pause
Maybe the world ended quietly in twenty-twenty's air, Not with fire or sound, just a shift no one could repair. Time lost its rhythm, the clock learned to bend,
By V9 months ago in Poets
Hurt by Your Thorns
Hurt by Your Thorns I held the red rose in my hand its beauty caught me I could not stand the petals soft like whispered lies
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 9 months ago in Poets
The Locksmith’s Dog
The Locksmith’s Dog You heard the clang of chains in the dark You read the tale of the locksmith, the man who welded nightmares into steel. You shuddered at the locksmith’s wife,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 9 months ago in Poets