social commentary
There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
I Am the King
I am the King. I wear no crown,Yet every wind that stirs the downOf feathered birds or silent treesMust bow before my roaring seas.I do not bark—I roar, I reign.My throne is carved in wind and rain.The sun itself aligns its raysTo greet my dawn, to bless my days.I walk not fast, nor walk in fear,But every hoof and paw draws near.They whisper odes behind my back—Yet none dare plan a rebel's track.
By Muhammad Abdullahabout a year ago in Poets








