Teen Poetry #4 |
The Meaning of Life - A Satire |
fractal007 Senior Member
since 2000-06-01
Posts 1958 |
In crowds of mischievous people more interested in money than in compassion, while walking along the road to hell, thinking of my good intentions, listening to the song and music of a new beat of enlightenment, hearing the soft words of the subtle voice of worldly pleasures, weighing the consequences of some deal or another, calculating the risks of my newest project to dominate something or other, selfishly clamboring up into the bosom of some fortune somewhere, hearing the rat tat tat of stock listings crossing a screen above me with the gospel of the deal, swearing to some foolish fate about my own misfortune, I heard something. it must have been God. . . . . wishful thinking "If history is to change, let it change. If the world is to be destroyed, so be it. If my fate is to die, I must simply laugh" |
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katherine Member
since 2000-06-10
Posts 365Canberra Australia |
this is good! it has a great flow to it. i liked the "rat a tat tat" part. keep it up ~kate 'Love starts with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a tear.' |
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Allan Riverwood
since 2001-01-04
Posts 3502Winnipeg |
Ooh.... I love the ending. The lines I was about to say were too long, but I read them and they are appropriate. Flawless. Another series from Frac! Better start adding to my library.... Build a man a fire, and he's warm for a day. Set a man on fire, and he'll be warm for the rest of his life. |
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Dopey Dope
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Member Patricius
since 2000-08-30
Posts 11132San Juan, Puerto Rico |
Wow frac.....wow......the ending....just wow. I really liked this poem a lot. Your style is unlike any other here at Passions. Always a pleasure to read. I was born myself, raised myself, and will continue to be myself. The world will just have to adjust. |
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Child of the Stars
since 2000-09-07
Posts 1658Ann Arbor, MI |
Yep.............I'll ditto them. Heh, I sound intelligent eh? Great words, Frac. ~Carly There is pleasure in poetic pains which only poets know......~Unknown |
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