Social Justice Poetry

A Nation in Shame | A Social Justice Poem by Roy Pullam

When unknown truths
Tumble from their hiding places
The ugly knowledge
That feet of clay
Crumble before our eyes
And idols
Fall from their lofty places
Fact falls into quicksand
And all we know
Retreats to doubt
When the brain
Divides into poles
Of disgust
And yet we still feel love
Two feelings
We juggle
Trying to hold both
Reputation erodes
So easy to forget
The good men do
In the face
Of their failings
And we are reminded
Of what a miserable time
We live in

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Tears of My Ancestors | A Social Justice Poem by James Gregory Paul Sr.

a tear fell that day
from the coast of ivory
for the souls of juillet, jimi,
babet and bambara

and landed in washington dc

a tear fell that day
from a plantation in mississippi
for jude, whipped and smoked
cealy, leashed and yoked
phoebe, tarred and feathered
jupiter, penned and tortured

and landed in washington dc

a tear fell that day
from a tree in lynchburg
an unmarked grave in baton rouge
a baptist church in alabama
a bloody balcony in tennessee

and landed in washington dc

a tear fell that day
from the joy of my ancestors
for barack hussein obama

the first black president of the u.s.a.

Visit James at http://www.jamesgpaulsr.com.

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This poem is featured in my recently published book – Kneeling for Justice – and independently reviewed at https://www.facebook.com/BooksByPablo/.

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Good Girl | A Social Justice Poem by Guy Farmer

Bright, shiny,
Absolutely beautiful.
Bursting with excitement,
Potential, optimism, intelligence.

A whole life of
Unlimited possibilities awaits,
Places to go, people to meet,
Dreams to be made real.

Not so fast,
We do things a certain way
In this family,
In this town.

Clamp on rusty shackles of
Societal expectations, constrictions.
Know your place,
Be a good girl.

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The Possibility | A Social Justice Poem by Alexandre Bartolo Knabah Júnior

Imagine the sparkling possibility
that women could have a mammogram, or
a gynecologist test them for the possibility
of cervical cancer developed after a
an XY being has pressed them to do
anything without proper protection.
Imagine this possibility tripled,
without some man of faith blowing up a
women’s health clinic because they only perform abortions,
and the doctors mix the fetuses with cola and then we buy soda.
Imagine now the remote powerful possibility of
living without any human interfering in their
ability to choose.
Imagine, please, the possibility.

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Gotta | A Social Justice Poem by Guy Farmer

Things haven’t been
Going too well lately
In our little town.
Sure, we’re still proud of
Where we’ve been and
Who we are but
Times are tough,
You gotta do what
You gotta do.

Yesterday the senior center
Shut down, tomorrow the
Food pantry closes its doors,
A week ago the high school
Told kids to share books,
Music and art programs
Disappeared years ago.
Tough choices,
It’s gotta be done.

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I Believe the Women, Yes | A Social Justice Poem by Eliza Mimski

He might be
A conservative Republican
But when he said
“I believe the women, yes,”
Speaking up against Roy Moore
I loved him.
Just hearing those words,
Light shot through me.
Women want to be believed.
Not being believed makes it hard for us to
Speak up.

Visit Eliza at https://elizamimski.wordpress.com/.

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