Open Poetry #26 |
a view indifferent |
Chris- Member
since 2003-06-09
Posts 52 |
millions are dieing to get in and i just want to get out i took the train past oblivion and i never want to get out I'm tired of living like a dog with no bone I'm tired of having health and a home when I know there are billions starving and crying while I rest in my bed a cold child dawns the ground dieing his mother too lost in herself to help the child who's stomach has swelled too many people too many people get me out of this world someone take my place because If can't save them all then I don't want to live in grace a child of no color in family of three, middle class and unhappy but while I complain about yesterday's rain a child in the sand squeezes the life out of a grain a grain of sand hoping to drain a tiny bit of water from the sand which catches no rain no poetic ending or happy defeat this child will die cold, crying with cut feet so why can't i do anything at all why can't i accept my good fortune and just forget about it all just go on with my life without a care to befall my uncolored white head, the evil of man i hate being put above when I am no better than any man so what do I do........what can I do someone agree with me let me no I'm not alone In this fight against this unholy throne |
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Brad Majors
since 2001-04-03
Posts 2647Georgia |
interesting |
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Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
Nice.. How long does it take you to write a poem like this, Chris-? I thought it was good, reminds me of my writing awhile back ago. You have wonderful potential. And this poem is awesome, seems like a struggle, though..between rambling and saying how you really feel. |
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QjQ Member Elite
since 2003-04-18
Posts 3756U.S.A. |
enjoyed the read!!! QjQ |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
liked it |
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