There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
Through the windshield Darkness. Panic Through the windshield Alone. Despair Where did I go? Tornados and Tears I have lost Hope.
By Jennifer Jean9 years ago in Poets
Some creatures Come into this world prepared They are ready to survive Instinctively knowing what to do They handle life
By F.D. Brake9 years ago in Poets
When I knew before ... The beautiful wide expanse of colorful flower ... In it many overgrown thorns, caterpillars are late to become butterflies,
By hero polo9 years ago in Poets
On the mall We are dressed darkly You think that we should be brooding Focused on death But we are laughing Do you think it may be at you?
By Marc Sylvir9 years ago in Poets
I wasn't the first and doubtfully the last But one of a few To see you before you passed Small, jointed arm Raised to the right
By Ben Attwood9 years ago in Poets
A gentle sweet kiss from my white knight, one last kiss before our good bye. Soon I will be gone a life I have lived wrong, Oh I can already hear the angel's sweet songs.
By Malena Lopez9 years ago in Poets
Like the sturdiest of trees my culture stands. Roots thicker than a southern twang and it runs back to the mother land. See my DNA carries the strength of those queens before me.
By Sydney robinson9 years ago in Poets
Empty. Vessel of self. Too busy filling everyone's tea cup You let your well run dry. Linked up in the seams Of anxiety and withered dreams
You don't like the truth? That I know about you too? I speak it, You just don't want to hear it. Sorry, did my back hurt your knife, when you stabbed me just right?
By Crystal Korpan9 years ago in Poets
In a world full of daisies, she was a wildflower A warrior, who’s voice could not be silenced With a storm in her eyes, her strength could move mountains
By Nicole (Nikki) M.9 years ago in Poets
VULNERABLE TO THOSE WHO CONSPIRE, OTHERS.TO TEARING UP THE OTHERS. ONLY FOR THE PROFIT OF SELF SATISFACTION TO BELIEVE THEMSELVES BETTER THAN OR GREATER THAN, ALL
By David Avner9 years ago in Poets
Like Biggie (Smalls) Sewing alligators on his shirts, Crocodiles, I got a baby lizard On my collar, and Spiders on my
By Neil Heddings9 years ago in Poets
