There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
A mother and her four children Are awoken By the sounds of a door bashed in with all the might of a man in a mask In a kevlar vest,
By Jebus! 5 days ago in Poets
💙💗💗 .💗💗.💗💗💗 💙💗🌹 LOVE🌹💛💗 💙❤🌹 LOVE 🌹💛💗 💙💗🌹 LOVE🌹💛💗 💚💚💚 .💗💚 💚💚💛 💗🌹💗🌹💗🌹💗🌹💗🌹💗🌹💗🌹💗🌹💗🌹💗🌹💗🌹💗
By SAMURAI SAM AND WILD DRAGONS5 days ago in Poets
I am not really squermish, but I like this image !? Masculinity is hard to pronounce, but in my religion, they are NOT allowed !?
By 365poetry5 days ago in Poets
I hate the sky - I can't see it from where I'm sitting !? I hate the bag, that makes others see the sky - hahaha that's not funny, but good try !?
whataboutery came for me, barging boldly, bleating if you care about this you couldn’t possibly care about that. as if care’s capacity is capped
By ali5 days ago in Poets
She wanders through life being told she can be anything she wants. Only if she fights for it, only if she fucks for it "Brave" men stare from the sidelines of the zeitgeist and wish they could do more—
By Edward Swafford5 days ago in Poets
I watched it all grow and then slowly wilt, back into nothing a cycle introduced, a pattern to be followed. - I nursed it back to health, burning late nights,
By Reece Beckett5 days ago in Poets
Every Corner Turns Into A Brick Wall my words scrape against stone, echoes swallowed before they leave. Hands tremble with the weight of sound,
By George’s Girl 2026 5 days ago in Poets
hide the truth bury the files deny and lie start a war or two distract and deny and lie invade a country insult a leader
By Andrea Corwin 5 days ago in Poets
Don’t Crush the Poppies Heavy boots press into broken earth, Each step a story the ground still keeps, Mud remembers the weight of grief,
Let me tell you a tale of two sexes One male and one female A discourse on opposites Let me tell you a tale of two sexes
By Raymond G. Taylor5 days ago in Poets
treat each moment in life like a thread woven into a larger tapestry it doesn't mean that every thread is perfect some are frayed, faded
By Lolly Vieira5 days ago in Poets
