There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
The world around us could be burning, But does anyone look around them anymore? I see the flames and feel the heat, It burns and it blinds but I am the only one that feels the inferno.
By Jessica Chappell8 years ago in Poets
You are a goddess Can't you see The way your skin sparkles The velvety darkness Is the night sky In all its splendour Only those
By A. R. Ambrosi8 years ago in Poets
I hear the calls on the street And feel defeat From that disgusting shout from behind That destroys the inside of my mind
By Jenisa de Castro8 years ago in Poets
Trapped in the limbonic realm of my mind Seeing what no one else can see Sell your soul And pray for the seven plagues and the bloody death of your enemies
By Raiden Stark8 years ago in Poets
Put down your bible Put down your gun Look around Veterans in streets Starving children Young girls Pregnant With the baby of a stranger
By Miss. J8 years ago in Poets
Transitioning has shown me who people really are. It has shown me how awful people are to people they don't know but are different from them.
By Aiden Gallagher8 years ago in Poets
the sidewalk is littered with instruments. they gather together. the trumpets, loud and brash, pronounce their feelings
By A.E. McAlister8 years ago in Poets
The lucky country, or so we have believed, between you and I, my friend, we have been greatly deceived, No judgement, they tell us,
By L.M Stone8 years ago in Poets
Zero, One, Zero, One, Zero, One, Zero Seems to repeat over and over in my head My heart pounding like a drum during a war
By CJ Vondal8 years ago in Poets
I sit down in the kitchen on a chopped down bar stool, that my father favors of an evening, to consume his 10 pm ritual of cheese and crackers.
By Demelza Watts8 years ago in Poets
So, you want to be a millennial? A bipolar bi-centennial? Burdened by crippling debt But yolo no regret Trying a whole world of drugs
By Danny Kane8 years ago in Poets
Now tell me how you feel? Are you confident? are you in fear? Of life, or the ultimate untold? “I’m unafraid, I do not fret. Nothing in this world can be of threat”
By Mo Darasi8 years ago in Poets
