(Must Read!) My latest poem, Mhm :-)
Feb 25, 2015 20:50:19 GMT -6
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Post by gorgielove4ever on Feb 25, 2015 20:50:19 GMT -6
*** Nine-Thousand: Guidelines to a Better World ***
Written by gorgielove4ever
Written by gorgielove4ever
Nine-thousand years of sorrow,
Could never compare to the pain I feel;
What creature could comprehend me,
My anger, my rage, my desire to kill?
Nine-thousand months of despair,
Could never contain the ire burning within me;
Neither gods nor idols could alleviate my agony,
My suffering, my unquenchable desire to wash away with the sea.
Preach to me, o holy man,
Tell me what I want to hear;
Dismiss my pain to the sky,
And directly insult me, pray, lie and sheer.
Belittle me, o sweet-faced creature,
Turn, walk away, and laugh under your breath;
Do absolutely nothing but talk,
Then dare to shed a tear upon my bed of death.
Nine-thousand weeks of inequality,
Something committed by many alike;
Curse the man that loves unconditionally,
Praise the man that impales angels with a pike.
Nine-thousand days of doom and gloom,
Sweet nothings of assurance by the pound;
Sensitivity goes so far for the inconsequential,
The un-beautiful, obsolete, and death-bound.
Uplift me, o martyr of change,
Lead me down the path to freedom;
Let no idols or servants impede us,
From finding and residing in our newfound kingdom.
Guide me, o spirits of courage,
To a world where devils and the tyrannic are dead;
Assist me in ushering forth a new era,
An age of unity in division's stead.
Nine-thousand hours of angst,
Unseen and unheard, even when it's arrayed;
Stop giving me lectures about the ways of the world,
And forge the greatest revolution ever displayed.
Nine-thousand minutes of disquietude,
Uncaring and unloving whispers intensify the issue;
Mmm ... a few seconds of impromptu hogwash,
And pain is expected to desiccate in a tissue.
Save me, o ambassador of action,
Spirit-away all from this wasteland of trash;
Pricing comfort, love and affection,
Vending morals for the right amount of cash.
Educate me, o vigilante of the unknown,
And show me what it truly means to live;
May I find peace in your generosity forevermore,
Relishing in the wonders you graciously give.
Nine-thousand seconds of peace yet seen,
Desired by the few, the proud and the true;
Dead are the values of the bygone never,
That which ne'er existed, but can start with me and you.
Nine-thousand lifetimes of the never-ending,
Pure and passionate works of radical devotion;
A true paradise set before us all,
Will only result from the industries of world union.
Written for all the silly muff and crotches who constantly complain about the world, its ways and why things aren't fair, when they're 50% to blame for the problem. I'm so sick of overhearing, listening to and absorbing verbal nonsense. Put your back into it, unite and make a change. This world isn't going to get better until we stop acting like animals and start LOVING each other. It's not that hard, people, seriously. Guideline: 1) Stop belittling each other, dismissing problems and estimating a person's worthiness. 2) Stop using religion and faith to substitute for genuine, raw and unadulterated action (pro-religion bum-spurts). 3) Stop defaming love with your lustful desires, pricing your fellow man, and substituting for temporary pleasure. 4) Stop ignoring problems set before you, man-up/woman-up and do something to make it better (and sex is not the answer, bleeding sludge boxes and filth slabs). 5) The only way things are ever going to change is unity, devotion and industry. Five easy steps to make this world better. Undoubtedly, if we actually follow a plan such as this one, this hellhole of a rock would be that much easier to live on. Now, with that said ... any comments? Justifications? Excuses? Religious lip-service? Oversexed nothings? Candid backtalk? Negativity? Ineffective sarcasm? ... In other words, bullshit? Mhm !