Forgive Me Father, for I Have Sinned

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Ryan
Member

since 1999-06-10

Posts 297
Kansas

0 posted 1999-12-27 07:02 PM

Forgive Me Father, For I Have Sinned

Screaming out, a boy (no one ever
knows names in this world)
strives to find a place to fit into
his own logic.
It all made complete sense,
but now his answers
no longer work.
Fatalistic attitudes are the fashion,
and Russian Roulette
is the game of choice.
Nothing's ever easy anymore,
so why not just give up?
Or how about I invite you into my
happy little world.
Everything's so warm and
fuzzy, at least until I pull out my
9mm and blow everything to hell.
Blazes of glory fall from buildings
like shooting stars from the sky, but
what else is new?
Just one less hypocritical heathen
bastard in the world now.
Take to the streets and heed nature's
calls, for we've all been damned already anyway.
Little kids, don't watch
Cookie Monster anymore,
he's not good enough.
The real action's in the bedrooms.
Maybe mommy and daddy
can show you their special
toys and then teach you a
soliloquy.
Anything's better than the real world,
so everyone, report to your shelters,
for you see, the nukes are about to fall.
Maybe we'll all see each other
in hell.

I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till i drop. This is the night, what it does to you. I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.
—Jack Kerouac

NaTaLy
Junior Member

since 1999-08-16

Posts 43
brooklyn,ny,usa

1 posted 1999-12-27 09:11 PM

you seem so angry.
i can understand where your coming from though.

n.m.

starboards
Member

since 1999-10-14

Posts 467
longwood, florida

2 posted 1999-12-27 11:45 PM

Yes, ryan...i can sense some bitterness, but maybe this is not wrongly felt...good poem though...please keep em coming, will ya??

Ashley

Ryan
Member

since 1999-06-10

Posts 297
Kansas

3 posted 1999-12-28 01:18 PM

Hehe, glad you guys liked it. No major bitterness here though. This is just one I wrote last year about this jerk who was trying to get all sorts of stuff banned in our school district (long story). But yeah, I think I oughta be able to keep em coming.

Ryan

I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till i drop. This is the night, what it does to you. I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.
—Jack Kerouac

Alwye

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Member Elite

since 1999-06-16

Posts 3850
In the space between moments

4 posted 1999-12-29 12:19 PM

This is almost too real, Ryan. It's sad what the world is coming to. Exellent work, I enjoyed it a lot.

*Krista Knutson*

~*Like a lion, without fear of the howling pack,
Like a gust of wind, ne'er trapped in a snare,
Like a lotus blossom, ne'er sprinkled by water,
Let me, like a unicorn, in solitude roam.*~ Hymn Of Buddha

JOY 14
Senior Member

since 1999-09-22

Posts 1419
Wisconsin USA

5 posted 1999-12-29 11:24 PM

A lot of anger comming out of this one, but as you said, Ryan, it was emotion at the time right?

JOY

Ryan
Member

since 1999-06-10

Posts 297
Kansas

6 posted 1999-12-29 11:30 PM

Yep, I'm not a trigger-happy psycho. More along the lines of bitter sarcastm in this one.

Ryan

I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till i drop. This is the night, what it does to you. I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.
—Jack Kerouac

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