social commentary

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

FLY AWAY, LITTLE BIRD
FLY AWAY, LITTLE BIRD I found you in the winter, Your feathers wet with rain, Your tiny wings were trembling, Your eyes were filled with pain.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
CONVERSATION:
CONVERSATION: NEXT TO AN EMPTY JAR 9/7/2026 1230pm Speak plainly Big words make big statements My dichotomy Had a lobotomy
By Victor Mendez2 months ago in Poets
Labor Day, 2026
Labor Day isn’t just about jobs. It's about the unseen work of staying human while society throws darts. This poem sits in that truth.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 months ago in Poets
Abducted
LOCAL NEWS - 6PM Authorities continue searching for a child last seen inside a home where nothing was reported missing. There was no sign of forced entry.
By Kristen Keenon Fisher2 months ago in Poets
Happens to the best of us. Top Story - September 2026.
It just takes time. Oh, wait, no. Forgot to turn the page. It also takes distance. Long, restless naps; staring accusingly at ceilings. Trying to force a fast-forward on time’s syrupy passage.
By Veronica Wren2 months ago in Poets
He Was She Was, She Is He Is
Introduction I saw this amazing commemorative painting on Instagra and it has inspired me to write a sonnet. The first verse and final couplet came to me on a walk out this morning.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 months ago in Poets
The Joke & The Jester
I am told I may say anything. That is the first joke, and the audience knows it, which is why they laugh before I open my mouth.
By C.M.Dallas2 months ago in Poets
Parrot-fashion
She wanted to be a writer Imitating me instead of supporting me Throughout her entire life She never uttered a single original word
By Sun Bee2 months ago in Poets
Blue Ego
He traded the truth for his own ego, Forgetting the fundamental values That had shaped his conduct. He planned a future for the two of us,
By Sun Bee2 months ago in Poets
Undiscovered Souls
Choking on the cool air Letting oneself be swept up by life’s momentum Towards a different reality, perhaps Better, richer, more promising and creative
By Sun Bee2 months ago in Poets
Wings
Outstretched arms. I spread my wings so I can soar. Levitating as high as I can and then a little more. I fly blind through the clear skies because in God I trust.
By Joe Patterson2 months ago in Poets
All our circus, all our lions
Cold walk this morning, sipping on warm leaves. We've got to stop this soon; if we could only see Another way through this brutal regime. "Fucking (witch) bitch.” They’ll need to come get me. Nervous, turning in yet another night. Stay stressing, keep em guessing, baby: fight or flight? We're floating down here; is it toward the light? Or are those clown teeth? We’ll see who takes a bite.
By Veronica Wren2 months ago in Poets