There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
Is it truly America the Beautiful? Or is it America the Foolish? We Americans live in pride, but are we too full of pride?
By Elaine L9 years ago in Poets
I walk down a street in Thunder Bay. Some random white guy walks past me, turns and calls back to me, "Dirty Indian,
By Douglas Semple9 years ago in Poets
The question is do we want to be free or safe? Being truly free I can kill whoever I want When and where For anything petty
By James Fuentes9 years ago in Poets
Suit trousers, black, River Island Pull on Worry about fit Zip and button Sigh, relieved Shirt, dark blue, H&M Slide on
By Lottie Ryan9 years ago in Poets
O' to be in a world where life is fair where no one made fun of your clothes or hair to be in a world where equality thrived
By Jodie Shaw9 years ago in Poets
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.
By Kayla Robison9 years ago in Poets
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
By Ben Attwood9 years ago in Poets
Will we need to fight, Get off our asses, And make things right. The world has gone crazy, And our future is at risk,
By Karen Commane9 years ago in Poets
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.
By Steven Baldry9 years ago in Poets
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.
By A.C. Zempleni9 years ago in Poets
Smoldering dawn, arise from the sickened bedpost I lay wet in your unfolding demeanor Guide yourself over the pastures of something new and abused
By Broke Poet9 years ago in Poets
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?
By Mags Murphy Lynch9 years ago in Poets
