social commentary
There's a rich history of poetry serving as social commentary, intended to inspire calls to action.
War Dance
We are all dancing within the lifeless wind of life. Standing hoping to be guided by a false light. Some take that and call it a night while others ponder around waiting for a fight, but that’s no brawl to engage in. Life will take you out before you even get to swinging. So dodge that inevitable war of life, before you get too lost in the fight. Hopefully once you’ve realized its not right, you can begin to finally call it a night.
By Simariyah Callahan9 years ago in Poets
5am
The honk of a car horn, a word shouted from a passing lorry, or the old men outside the pub The slap of a hand on my thigh or arse or tits that somehow you get away with, get away with wholly, completely, as the establishment turns a blind eye as your friends laugh it off as "you being you"
By Katherine Illsley9 years ago in Poets
