social commentary

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

Can’t touch me!. Content Warning.
***Reader discretion is advised*** This story contains themes of/mentions/strongly implies: sexism, racism/white supremacy, homophobia, transphobia, social superiority, body dysmorphia/eating disorders, repressive religious beliefs, ableism (neurodiversity related), gun use (school shooting), mental health issues (depression, anxiety) sexual abuse, self harm, exhaustion/burnout, stalking, phone addiction/online harassment, objectification/slavery, drug use, domestic abuse.
By Ruby Redabout a year ago in Poets
A Right to Freedom That Never Comes
A Right to Freedom That Never Comes What gives a human the right to cage the innocent, to take breath from the wild, and call it love?
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Untethered
I’m miserable for adventure There’s lines that stain my brain Like every nation They exist only in our imagination They separate us from our true nature
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Failing To Understand The Costs
You Do Not Know What You Ask... You Do Not Know What It Costs... Especially When... You are Not Ready. This is perhaps One of the Greatest Challenges in Today's World.
By H.E. Dr. Cody Dakota Wooten, COIE, DFM, DHMabout a year ago in Poets
50 Years
Dear America, 50 years have passed since the last soldier returned. 50 years and the streets are still quiet, void of welcoming crowds and marching bands.
By Mark Gagnonabout a year ago in Poets
Dear Gaza. Content Warning.
To my dear friends I have never met And probably never will ever meet Because soon you will either be dead Or I would have become too Ill to see
By Sara Elizabeth Joyceabout a year ago in Poets
Me And Time. Top Story - October 2025.
I want to hold onto All those memories that flash by when I’m busy with something else They were the ones meant to show the way
By Sun Beeabout a year ago in Poets
Life is like a lie
Sometimes we frown and sometimes we smile But either way’s as good as a lie We feel very real, every once in a while But: we have yet begun to die
By Sam Spinelliabout a year ago in Poets
Why can’t you give me the respect I’m entitled to?!
I tried to whisper the warning… Child-sized hands tugging at grown sleeves, my voice a lantern with too little oil. “She is not who she seems,”
By Cadmaabout a year ago in Poets
Digital Dance
Relief in knowing I am heard. Enamored at the thought of your fluttering eyes. A.N..T…I….C…..I……P…….A……..T………I……….O………..N
By K.B. Silver about a year ago in Poets
Curse of a Healthcare Worker
Hello, I’m here to help. Memorize my name? It’s not important It’ll never be important, I’m here to help. I see you on your worst days
By Cadmaabout a year ago in Poets
Happy as Robin Williams
I’m as happy as Robin Williams I smile like he do through and through But deep down the phrase bothers you A jester’s smile that goes on for miles
By Cadmaabout a year ago in Poets