social commentary

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

Grace Harwood2 years ago
American Screen
You look in your mirror, And you hate what you see. But you look at your phone's screen And you love who you appear to be. To people that you've never seen But you think that you know. Because of what...
Molly Bosshart2 years ago
Senses
A Collection of Poems
Open Eyes to an 'Open' World
They try to shut us down- make us go silently, But we will not conform to society. Will make our voices heard, Won't let it pass quietly. March on solemnly as an act of sobriety, Make this fight publi...
Wyld Tha Bard2 years ago
The Departure
I rather be broke than a slave to an identity, shuffling and jiving only this time in well pressed clothes cleverly cloaking my pain, my authenticity Do this! Do that! he barks You're too slow! Work f...
N.Zbornak 2 years ago
America, We Coulda Been Empty Together
America Written and read By Allen Ginsberg The YouTube version, you know The crowd laughs uproariously Is it meant to be funny? I don't think it's funny We coulda been empty together Remember that We ...
Dragon Tran2 years ago
Humanity
Humanity, through pores sweat insanity, approaching great lands and establishing Sovereignty, but our violent nature beckons days to live in infamy and entire powers corrupted by the simple lure of vi...
At a Glance
Sometimes life is a picture, A reflection in a window passing by. The shadow of a passenger on a train, Capture that, Throw it into the wind and watch it fly. Sometimes life is a single tear, Rolling ...
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Aubrey Harding2 years ago
Poem By Aubrey
Bipolar Depression It opens up like a bottle and the bubbles just come pouring out from the top. It's like a an adrenaline rush going through my veins, kinda like a street car racing the streets. It's...
Simply Soly2 years ago
Golden Heart. Unfortunate Luck.
She has tried it all. She tried being good. She tried being kind. Tried being selfless. Tried doing and being it all. Born with a big heart and a naive soul, the harder she tried to make it all happen...
Expresso Day ☕️🌈
waking up, fresh. fresh but then... off. coffee. up. fresh and ready. i'm ready, working right away. food, later. work, now. learning learning learning. down... coffee. up... kinda. dizzy... food, now...
A.C. Zempleni2 years ago
Safe
Acid rain Polluted purgatory. Paperback memories the world is not the same. Innocent eyes, circles and scars no visions or dreams. All is shattered by adulthood lies. What we have learned has been tau...
Molly Bosshart2 years ago
A Couple of Poems About Selfishness
From "this is a hate post."
Mark Ludas2 years ago
Fiddleheads
Tribes, my mind is tribes Sometimes at war, sometimes peace, Sometimes influenced by others, By gods, flawed and uneternal, But always alone, unfettered, untamed except by the weather. My dreams are m...
Nicholas Goodman2 years ago
Magazine Dreams
The Magazine presents serene faces that scream of success Posed actress who has crafted beauty out of the mess we are born into Eyes can't see through the disguise so untrue to how internal battles ra...
Wyld Tha Bard2 years ago
Savage
Savage was what they called their prisoners that they so heartlessly bound savage was the name they said onto the brown and red people who lived off the earth they had no sense of civility, they thoug...
Emma Kitsch2 years ago
I Will Fight You, Mr. Society...
Move on, Mr Society. The black sheep amongst many the white sheep, Is this the truth? Apparently so, I felt it In my gut and my heart. / You white sheep though, You are also tainted but in red, red, w...
Nicholas Anthony2 years ago
A False Cry
A complete refutation on the whole festival, oneness, all in it together, illusion just to sell the tickets, and provide the fake return when really, it’s just an excuse but who am I to judge when rea...
Wyld Tha Bard2 years ago
Her(story)
Her name flows as rhythmically as her shifting currents She is timeless She cannot be defined She cannot be confined to a mere remnant of colonial conquest She is rich she is pure her very body made u...