social commentary

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

Stranger
I’m a stranger in a strange land The fan chugga chugga chugs As it blows away paper thugs The world shrugs As we slink like slugs
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
i hold the matches
memories behind plywood, broken glass, and chain-link a cage, to define what is inside relative to the world providing certainty and detailed meaning
By ⸘jason alan‽about a year ago in Poets
The Silence After the Notification: Why We Crave Digital Validation
Last week, I posted a photo on X—a candid shot of my morning coffee, steam curling up against a rainy window. Nothing groundbreaking, just a slice of my life. I hit “post” and waited. Ten minutes passed. No likes. No retweets. Just silence. My heart sank a little, and I caught myself refreshing the app, chasing that tiny red heart like it held the key to my worth. Why did I care so much? Why do any of us?
By Shohel Ranaabout a year ago in Poets
The News I Can't Talk About
We're being led like sheep to our slaughter And I already grieve for my sons and my daughter They're fated as casualties in this one-sided war
By Sam Spinelliabout a year ago in Poets
Love
I want to walk with you hand in hand, I want to sing songs by the sea, I want to be free to be with you, But I must take my time,
By Carol Ann Townendabout a year ago in Poets
The Night I Fell for a Gypsy Boy
The Night I Fell for a Gypsy Boy It was firelight and fiddle, dust in the dark, boots on old gravel and a spark in my heart
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
The Tattooed Stranger at the Fairground
The Tattooed Stranger at the Fairground He stood by the ghost train, sleeves rolled high, ink curling up his arms like it wanted to speak
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
They're All Out Of Grace
Here I sit waiting, Here they come hating. I tell them hello! They tell me pronto! I see in their face, they're all out of grace.
By Nicholaus Brownleeabout a year ago in Poets
Conscious Parenting
My parents, did fair, as they kept us well-fed, protected from evils, gave a safe childhood, there was a library to read,
By Seema Patelabout a year ago in Poets
Explore Art, Feel Better
Even as a kid, as if I already knew, life can be hard without a way to make it enjoyable or tolerable. So, I sought solutions,
By Seema Patelabout a year ago in Poets
High IQ
“I have a high IQ,” Even if it’s true Is not a defense for anything. See, *i* have a high IQ— They tested it as part of my migraine screenings—
By Brynne Nelsonabout a year ago in Poets
The Man Kept a Mistress
In Indian marriages, there are lots of calculations, love is not the criteria. The main aim, is to improve social hierarchy.
By Seema Patelabout a year ago in Poets