Social Justice Poetry

religion poems

Embellished Fate | A Social Justice Poem by Tara Lynn Hawk

These things
They insist on referring to as
Germinated and formed in your
own mind and with
your hands
They seek to take a piece of and
tax in some medieval manner
Leaving you in turn with nothing
Leaving you to your fate
Presented to you on some gold-
colored platter
An unwanted gift from the court
of Agamemnon
Send it back

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Executive Clemency | A Social Justice Poem by G. Louis Heath

We are all under a sentence of death.
We are all on death row. This Earth is
a condemned cell with gray skies.

Cancer brings our calls for clemency.
An accident cripples and we invoke
God’s healing help, our voices fervent.

A gunman opens fire in our school and
we leap for cover, pray for one more
day, as bullets spray all around.

For the victims, we hold memorials,
create scholarships in their names,
to mask our elation that we live.

We stoop in guilt, steeped in the dogma
we are the Chosen Ones. But we have
done the choosing, Hell over God.