Short Social Justice Poems
Short Social Justice Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Social Justice by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Social Justice by length and keyword.
Robin Hood, Robin Hood,
riding through the glen!
Robin Hood , Robin Hood and his merry men
give to the rich
what they' taken from the poor.
The world in which I'm living
ain't the one I knew before.
Take me now, oh dear lord of greater good!
Make my worthless life have meaning
As I throw it all away
Dashed against the walls and defenses
Of an enemy I create
To be right
No matter how wrong
I know my heart to be.
(1/10/26)
leader of social justice
change society
gift for rhetoric and oratory
strived for freedom and compassion for all
a name displayed on buildings nationwide
remembered by his famous speech
a life and true potential shortened
about hope for a world
we might live in one day
("Let There Be Life", 2026, original encaustic)
I went for a walk in the woods
And all around me
There was rot and decay
And within that, because of that
There was life.
We can resist
Reject and dislike
What it does
Even kick and scream
But It will always win.
(6/8/26)
Oh, True Inspiration! Where have you been
Can't you see the abominable shape my poetry's in
Bring back the celebration, the excitation
the fascination, the transformations
Huh? Whuss that? You're on permanent vacation?
Oh, well. Ho-hum. Back to 'social justice agitation'
Husband, brother, son,
lover, friend -
Will we see you again?
Will you be a headline on the news?
Unarmed and unashamed.
We stand fearful and furious
in tear soaked silent pleas.
Something must change.
His skin won't warrant death,
and our hearts won't continue to pay
the inexcusable cost
of love in America.
In a world gone mad
where rape and murder
in the name of love and peace
get the unquestioning support
of the freedom loving press
and college campus crowd
social justice jihad
attains the level
of a church indulgence
get out of jail free card
for the willful ignorance
of good intentions
we all know
only lead to hell
(10/18/23)
Equal is a state of mind
for justice expectation:
Law’s value place upon our deeds
with fairness calculation.
Social justice doesn’t work,
sounding good at first.
To redistribute mine to theirs,
puts Freedom in reverse.
There’s no such thing as equal
outside of number games.
Our Constitution’s wise resolve:
Equal justice - One Tier Law.
Social justice sat
Poised before
The tribunal of the wise.
No not,
One voice of the socially
responsible echoed.
The avenue of cultural reforms?
Silent!
The cup of tears
Drowning the dreams of the weary.
Mothers exiled to hopelessness.
Dread resonates speechless fury.
Broken and a desperately riddled
heart of distrust.
Memoirs of a bloodstained culture
When Doves Cry
Along a seaside promenade in Bray
it was on the radio
You loved it there
This is where you’ll come to lie
Spiritual journey comes to rest
Activism, and socio-political views
Social justice
Your voice
brings me sadness
as I played
a song for you
I heard the doves cry
A torn photo
A public letter
in the news
Just want to say that
Nothing Compares 2 U
13th July 2016
Theresa May
PM today
What say
All they?
TM MT
Similarity?
Yes, maybe
Harsh? Reality?
What say
All they?
The Anti-stay
Got their way
Leavers perplexed?!
Remain vexed!?
GB soon Brexed!!
Economy hexed??
What say
All they?
About rights, fair play,
Trading, minimum pay?
Social Justice…
Can we trust this?
Or hidden ‘Rightists’
Just like ‘Thatcherists’?
EarthTribe justice She's the One
to give a call
for a whole lotta' fun!
Social justice She is One
if She can't do it
EcoPassion can.
Eco-Echo he's our Groom
born of not-not EcoWomb,
and He can't do without Her;
BeLoved's up and coming
Community.
EgoEco echoing One
if They can't do it
not-not PolyCultural can.
Peace with JustUs
they Be One
so give Earth a call
for this whole lotta' fun.
TO SEEK KNOWLEDGE
To thine own self be true.
Why am I here?
From where did I come?
The mighty will fall.
What is the measure of a man?
What is a power struggle?
I am an aftermath of Civil Rights time.
What happen during Civil Rights time?
What was the Civil Rights Movement?
A fight for social justice is a fight against social injustice.
Why am I here?
From where did I come?
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Motif: Truth
Nelson Mandela
by most accounts was quite a fella.
But sometimes he was dissed and dismissed,
said to be a card-carrying Communist.
Nelson Mandela fought segregation
in South Africa, his beloved nation.
With keen awareness,
and a great sense of fairness,
he encouraged reconciliation.
With characteristic robustness,
he was a champion of social justice;
and as the events of his long life unfurled,
he became a hero for all the world.
What madness
We are killing the healers and paying their killers
Bound to the pound and signed our own fate
Consuming its rot confiding in demons
looting the land and soiling the seas
The mother is burning the father is frail
Its shadow is creeping its whispers are vile
The machine it runs rampant its controls are all broken
Our storytellers are paid to swim with its tide
Is this the best we have to offer?
Slogans selling you tomorrow
Flowers festoon the streets of pain
The media is saying here comes political gain
There are ‘situations’ and ‘incidents’ so they say
They wheel out a spokesman whoevers flavour of the day
Try to deliver bad news with a celebrity sparkle
Doesn’t help the ‘situation’ from becoming a debacle
Promises are made in the debris of life
Cuts very deep like a social knife
‘heard it before’ shouts a voice from the crowd
Another joins in social justice got loud
Flowers festoon the streets of pain
The media is saying here comes political gain
There are ‘situations’ and ‘incidents’ so they say
They wheel out a spokesman who ever is flavour of the day
Try to deliver bad news with a celebrity sparkle
Doesn’t help the ‘situation’ from becoming a debacle
Promises are made in the debris of life
Cuts very deep like a social knife
‘Heard it before’ shouts a voice from the crowd
Another joins in social justice got loud
God Is Color Blind
Written: by Miracle Man
7/6/2020
Jesus died on the cross showing His love for each,
like Him, we can love the person but hate the sin.
Showing brotherly love should become our outreach,
lets stop judging people by pigment of their skin.
Social justice begins with valuing the masses,
not influenced by ethnic or cultural ties.
As people, we must learn to respect all classes,
failure to do so will surely bring our demise.
I am only a voice
not the loudest in the crowd
not the softest either
but steady enough to be heard.
Shape me into fire
a rising sun on darkened streets
so I can burn through hatred
so I can light the cracks of racism.
I am just a sound
the trembling roar of a cub
but let me grow into a lion
so I can tear the chains of corruption.
Make me more than an echo
make me thunder on the horizon
make me the horn that will not quiet
until justice learns my name.
Choices
By: Miracle Man
6/20/2020
In a toxic environment we’re being forced to live,
and in the name of social justice we rewrite history.
We dwell on past wrongs while refusing to forgive,
and many is the time we’ve resorted to sophistry.
We no longer extend the hand of kindness to others,
and we busy ourselves daily, inspecting others fruit.
Because each person has his or her own druthers,
each sunrise always brings something else to dispute.
Once I threw a mouldy bread
into the dumpster
and when I went for groceries
I saw a Gypsy boy taking the bread
and being content about it.
A tear dropped down my cheek.
I was always surrounded by
immoral people;
drug addicts, alcoholics,
small thieves, the poor.
Perhaps they see me as one of them
or they like the fact I don’t see them
as immoral. Or they see me as a saviour.
Yes, that is who I am.
Mother Theresa for drug addicts.
Mouldy bread for hungry Gypsy boy.