social commentary
There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
Spit
When little girls and boys first hear what they are made of, what they do, what they wear- the words feel like spittle spray. Annoying, a little gross, but not malicious. It’s the just the puh-roduct of puh-arents who puh-lace too much emphasis on their puh-ees and tell little boys and girls to act as they were taught. This unintentional saliva shower is easy to wipe off from time to time.
By Laura DiNovis Berry8 years ago in Poets
Killing a Generation
Corruption. Disruption. When will we end the destruction? One nation? No, no longer are we one nation but a nation in pieces. Falling apart at the seams. Start a riot, burn down the town, march in streets and overthrow cars instead of the corruption plaguing our country. Instead of coming together like we once did we are fighting amongst ourselves. Children being shot down. Families being torn apart. The end of our country will be our own doing. The end of the world will be our own fault. Nuke a country, bomb a city, leave it in a rubble mess of decay. How much can we carry upon our shoulders, holding onto the burdens until it falls upon our children? How long will we carry on until we see that the consequences of our actions will be passed on to our children and their children? A dying country, a dying nation, a dying world. Corruption. Disruption. It will be the destruction we give to our children. Destroy the world they will grow in. End humanity instead of showing humility to our fellow man. One nation? No, it no longer exists. All we can hope is we see the error of our ways before we kill off our own children.
By Tiffany Mooney8 years ago in Poets
