social commentary

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

Kayla Robison2 years ago
Secret
This late night has a steady breeze that can chill your bones. This late night has a secret greater than those bold. This secret late at night lies behind doors. Doors of homes that seem so functional...
Ben Attwood2 years ago
People
I've been from there to here And from place to place The only thing I've learned Is that people are the same I've seen anger and hatred Jealousy and theft I've seen romance and sadness And people left...
Echo Olivia2 years ago
The Last Real Estates
The last real estates were behind my house. The fence towered around acres of land containing a body of water and a cemetery. My best friend and I toured the grounds. Morgan and I were our neighborhoo...
Cameron Quin2 years ago
"You Are..."
Darling, are you here? Will you hear my voice, hear my words, hear my sorrow? Darling, don't be scared Did you hear my voice tremble, see my hands shake, see the tears in my eyes? Darling, can you hear it? my heartbeat, the noise, the shouts, and screams Darling, don't mind them They don't understand, that love will always be love no matter whom with Darling, look at me Only me, don't look behind me, all you will find is hatred and heartbreak Darling, listen to me I will love you always no matte...
Karen Commane2 years ago
A Fight is Coming
Will we need to fight, Get off our asses, And make things right. The world has gone crazy, And our future is at risk, Our generation is lazy, We’re all genuinely sick. The war may be coming, It’s righ...
Steven Baldry2 years ago
Straight or Gay?
Straight or Gay ? Am I straight or gay ? I heard you say... I ask why it bothers you anyway ? Why judge a man by what's in his heart. Why judge another when you never walked their path. I am a sensiti...
A.C. Zempleni2 years ago
Weeds
We must tend our gardens well as we stand at the gates of hell. The weeds take hold quickly. Their roots digging deeper and deeper. Spreading and infesting, poisoning our souls, blinding our eyes. Tur...
Broke Poet2 years ago
Viacon
Smoldering dawn, arise from the sickened bedpost I lay wet in your unfolding demeanor Guide yourself over the pastures of something new and abused 6,000 iron crosses stitched over a dead thump Beady e...
Trump Needs a Thump
Dear Mr. Trump '' How ya doing old chump '' How was your year? Or does it go in and out one ear? Hows the dictating? Or is it deflating? Are you still out in the sun? Or are you on the run? Are you li...
Phoenix Rises2 years ago
Postscript: Definition
freedom: if you can find it I want it (now) perhaps because it’s so very simple and true even if forgotten and so very simple forgotten by our world you want lyricism you want anti-lyricism/cynicism s...
Jose Juarez2 years ago
The Color of Dark People in Dark Rooms
What color are dark skinned humans black brown tan red based on how they look when not in dark rooms. But there's no crayon to show shades of Anger Straining facial features when shame digs nails like...
Crystal Korpan2 years ago
Funny Face
Surgery went good, I guess, I woke up and my face felt weird, My lips were extremely swollen, I look like Angelina Jolie, I didn't need to pay millions for collagen injections. Who would have thought,...
Nathan Heard2 years ago
Behind the Screen
Our conversation lulls for a moment too long, and I feel awkward, uncomfortable… unsure what to say or do next. So I pull out my phone. By now it’s a reflexive defense. I thumb through various screens...
"Jaded Giant"
I am the jaded giant fading amoungst the clouds. In a circumstance of forced compliance Peering worrisome above the crowds. I move ever gracefully. Calmly and secure. My ever eye seeing those lost fai...
n vash2 years ago
Society
Seven billion people // fourteen billion faces. We bend down to help only to have someone untie our laces. We are masters of unsaid words but slaves of those we let slip out. Our world isn’t perfect, ...
Chloe Gilholy2 years ago
Hostel!
Pubes everywhere warns Lee! Read it as pubs and thought it was great. Inside feels nostalgic: looks like a school. Vending machines galore and neon benches. Triple-bunkbeds, Dull rooms, nothing like H...
n vash2 years ago
Make Your Mind a Temple
Make your mind a temple. Turn your prayers into action. Religion is not about memorizing text. It’s a lifestyle—treating others with love and respect. I’ve seen golden priests with black hearts drippi...
Eyes Wide Open
Walking through life with my eyes wide open Never truly knowing what’s going on Keeping hidden the words not spoken Afraid to let the real truth be known Running through life with my eyes wide open Tr...