social commentary

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

PSA
NOTICE: What follows is a PSA From one whose patience ends today. His tolerance for blatant gall Has hit a necessary wall.
By Dana Crandell10 months ago in Poets
Five—One Grounding. Top Story - January 2026.
Five—Locked in a perpetual battle against my failing senses and reason, I fight to survive, to get through; I am afraid of... nothingandeverythingallatonce—...—my mouth is dry, and my muscles seize up... what can I see? I can see the birdcage and birds; I can see the watercolour my beautiful wife painted many years ago and unlocked her journey into art; I can see the empty mug of tea as it sits perilously on the arm of the sofa; how many is that now? Three down, two to go; I can also see a jackdaw on the roof of our neighbour's house across the road and a bookcase of potential—Five things you can see.
By Paul Stewart10 months ago in Poets
My True Story Insomnia
Insomnia And Me I can’t cope. It’s not been easy feeling good in the day, then bedtime comes, lights go out, I feel so ill.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 10 months ago in Poets
Poetry Is My No.1
Poetry Is My No.1 Poetry is the place I learned to breathe again, When silence pressed too closely on my chest. Words arrived before I knew I needed saving,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 10 months ago in Poets
The girl with the faraway eyes
She sits in a room on the edge of a bed Focusing on a wall with vacant stares The voices rage inside her head As she sits and wonders why no one cares
By Calvin London10 months ago in Poets
Gutting Another Aggrieved MAGA Incel's Canard, and/or Calumny
FOREWARD Orange Julius Caesar’s first term broke the proverbial dam; forced to finesse their dunderheaded tinpot despot out of a new PR Fyre Festival each new day, MAGA made a play so crazy it worked; they dubbed themselves truth's arbiters: Kellyanne Conway coined the oxymoron “alternative facts” ON NATIONAL TELEVISION. Overnight, Manchurian Candidate Trump knew more about Russia’s election meddling than 16 US intel agencies. By COVID’s advent, immunologists who'd spent decades in labs, wards, morgues, lectures, ERs, and ORs would be subject to audits by mom’s-basement bound neckbeards. FAUX News rode the wave by elevating fearmongering from their brand to the tail that wags the dog. Not 4 years on, a court would order them to pay Dominion $787.5M for their part in convincing braindead deplorables that DVS’ machines flipped votes for Biden. The discovery process proved that FAUX had been tub-thumping The Big Lie onscreen while jeering it offscreen, just as they’d been practicing COVID safety protocols behind the camera while mocking them to camera).
By Chris Z10 months ago in Poets
Liberty Lost. Content Warning.
This notice is effective immediately. Citizens who betray their homeland by attempting escape to poorer, desolate lands shall be struck down.
By Danielle Eckhart10 months ago in Poets
Sporadically Vertical
Flesh skin bare Visible tear Fracture hair Line call stage — Left in the dark Shadows dance Around me Remind me Surround me
By Paul Stewart10 months ago in Poets
When Night Turns to Day
When Night Turns to Day The night has held its quiet reign, Shadows whisper of loss and pain. Stars fade slowly, retreating light,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 10 months ago in Poets
Spa Day at Outstages Cafe Spa
My work is an exploration of the "ambiguous place between reality and illusion," where digital environments and organic textures merge to create a new, hybrid form of storytelling. I operate at the intersection of technology and tradition, using modern digital tools to amplify the "ancestral echoes" of those who came before me.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 10 months ago in Poets
Knifed In My Back
Knifed In My Back I trusted you with everything, my heart laid bare, my soul exposed, every word I spoke, a fragile gift,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 10 months ago in Poets
Whispering Voices In My Ears
Whispering Voices In My Ears Whispering voices in my ears, soft as breath against the skin, they speak of moments I once lived,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 10 months ago in Poets