social commentary

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

The Water’s Answer by Dowsing
The Water’s Answer by Dowsing The morning hums with quiet thought, The rods rest gently in my hands, The ground beneath me waits and knows,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
loyalty. Content Warning.
requested for commitment to the ambiguous. dedicate to it: verity. faulty funds invest in broken. diminishing dividends
By ⸘jason alan‽about a year ago in Poets
Heavy - Eve O
Heavy is the opinion of undisputed others, Others that determine our quality of life, Life is uncertain our purpose is unknown, Unknown makes us powerless to evil endeavours.
By Eve Oabout a year ago in Poets
“Echoes Across the Clockface”
“Echoes Across the Clockface” A mythic song about time, aging, and the universe past, present, future This story, known as an Outstages Story, is a legendary narrative set across Spain and Italy, featuring time itself as the main character in a café setting.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli about a year ago in Poets
Superman Killed Himself. Content Warning.
No one is immortal Even Superman can die He might take a lot of blows But someday will come his time * * * No one is invincible
By Stephanie Hoogstadabout a year ago in Poets
Tracking Marimba
Autumn is an earth-based Broadway. I enjoy the show: bronze, crimson, golden-trimmed trees- captivating backdrops with many a fine actor, singer, dancer, entertaining me. Apple orchard pickings, red stripes, blush, yellow-green- Fuji, Gala, Honeycrisp, Golden Delicious- I eat it all up. Romping squirrels, spiraling leaves, wind-scattered chestnuts, weather shifts, pumpkin patch surprises-- jackolantern galleries in intermingling oranges- they all meet my heartfelt applause.
By Alpha Manabout a year ago in Poets
2 Different
We don’t live in the same America. There’s the one they built on paper, and the one we built out of survival. Theirs has inheritance,
By Cadmaabout a year ago in Poets
Political Twenty-Nine
All the king's liars, and all the king's henchmen...lost. You are back again! * 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 about a year ago in Poets
Rooms Without Doors
Rooms Without Doors The house I carry inside me has hallways like gentle throats, swallowing one room into another. ---
By Milan Milicabout a year ago in Poets
When the Sky Begins to Fall
When the Sky Begins to Fall Tonight I lift my eyes to the open dark sky, and I feel the quiet stir of forgotten dreams. The night is wide, yet soft around me,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
The Witch Who Rides the Night
The Witch Who Rides the Night She rides above the silver clouds, where mortal eyes can never see. Her lantern glows with stolen light,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
because why?. Content Warning.
influence, inspiration, authority, or control small talk is lazy and irresponsible unmotivated and difficult making hard work.
By ⸘jason alan‽about a year ago in Poets