I can't believe im doing this!

johnnyd900johnnyd900 Posts: 23
edited November 2003 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Ok, i cant believe im gonna post this stuff here, cause you'll all probably think it sucks...but here goes anyway. This is all stuff I write while being bored in my Math discussion section.

Ok, there were two guys sitting behind me talking about how what we need in this country is another revolution, cause they know if they had money they wouldn't get greedy and be assholes and such. But being the cynic I am, I wrote this.


If this is the world,
What is the point?
All the fighting and warring
Leaves everthing disjoint.
Hypocrises and lies
Pull down sheets over eyes.
The people try to use their voice,
Do they really have a choice?
What will it take before the powers will see,
No one will sit and let all this be.

The people will rise
They will make their voice heard.
They will destroy all greed,
They cannot be deterred.
Everyone will fight,
All will unite.
They'll fight and they'll right,
Will all see the light?
When the dust is all settled and the battle is done,
The masses will join, all will be one.

At first all will be good
Everything will be well.
No one will suffer
As in the capitalists hell.
Then one will get greedy,
Take, make another one needy.
The chain will react,
And throw everything back.
Again the power will belong just too a few,
Now your revolution must be renewed.




This one I was just having a bad day when I wrote, I wanted to escape, but couldnt.


As thunder fills the night,
As heat laiden air.
Feelings fill the heart,
as if the world still cares.

As a spiral into darkness,
Or a claustrophobic fare.
Thoughts can crush a mind,
Is there anybody there?

Frightened like a child,
A bleakness and despair.
All alone again,
A blank and hopeless stare.

Is there a way out?
A place to run somewhere?
As moonless night, there is no light,
Trapped in lifes lifeless lair.



I have more, yes some of it is a little more optomistic and light hearted. If you guys like this, i will post more other wise i will sink back into my pit and....ok you get the point. lol :-)
Politics is the art of looking for trouble, finding it whether it exists or not, diagnosing it incorrectly, and applying the wrong remedy. -Ernest Benn
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Comments

  • i forgeti forget Posts: 281
    Very good poetry, I was captivated!
  • Thank you very much!
    Politics is the art of looking for trouble, finding it whether it exists or not, diagnosing it incorrectly, and applying the wrong remedy. -Ernest Benn
  • setaside2setaside2 Posts: 1,084
    My friend, if you don't post, you won't write, if you don't write, you won't change, if you don't change you aren't alive.


    LOL maybe a tad of a stretch but long story short. Post away. We are all here for the word. And that most certainly includes what you have to say.

    keep truckin. you've got a hell of a start!

    :D
    I'm stepping in front of the gushing hydrant in a hurricane. I'd like to see the traction I keep.
  • Originally posted by johnnyd900
    As moonless night, there is no light,
    Trapped in lifes lifeless lair.

    :-)


    nice

    thanks for posting them
    ~all is full of love~
  • they are great :D

    i especially like the first one, it was very true-this world can never be put right with greedy people still in it.
  • i dont like the capitalists line

    good words even though only

    half of it soak in


    let me love you forver
    ghost
  • Hey everyone, thanks for the words. I appreciate it. I'll post more as i write them.
    Politics is the art of looking for trouble, finding it whether it exists or not, diagnosing it incorrectly, and applying the wrong remedy. -Ernest Benn
  • FelicityFelicity Posts: 339
    Originally posted by setaside2
    My friend, if you don't post, you won't write, if you don't write, you won't change, if you don't change you aren't alive.


    i love this so much.
  • hey all, thanks for the words of encouratenmt, sorry if you cant read this, im fucking wasted right now, so heres something i make up on the spot

    hello, can anyone hear me
    i need someone to help me
    im fucking drowning here without you
    i need you in my arms now

    why, arent they here
    to complete me
    i need to feel your love now
    c'mon and see the words here
    wow i dont know what im saying

    disregard this whole poem,
    fuck me im going to sleep now
    goodbye

    j to the dizzle
    Politics is the art of looking for trouble, finding it whether it exists or not, diagnosing it incorrectly, and applying the wrong remedy. -Ernest Benn
  • heres a point
    lowest is highest
    and we are pretty high to
    be spending our time
    with the luxury
    ot the message pit sucks



    its jesus day
    lets hold hands
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