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HEGEMONY
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Love Lost I find it ironic
That so many people
On this great planet need
To wear so many crowns
To make it through their lives.
Don't they ever deduce
That eventually
These senseless burdens will
Become mighty weighty
Or provide rise to one
Hell of a bad headache
When nothing has been won?
Poor fools must always be
In control of each breathe
And on top of all things
Everywhere they go.
They aspire to garner
All that there is to know
About you and me too,
So one fine day they can
Manipulate and use
Every sentiment
So carelessly revealed
With sweet naivety.
They can't be satisfied
Unless they dominate
Without simple concern,
Soiling dirt on a name,
Corrupting the whole game.
Or a more complex way,
Like forsaking a life
With drugs or bloody knife,
Embezzling, bullying,
Beating down the psyche.
The Chi sheds tears or dies
So slowly, painfully.
Well, why should this transpire?
Of what concern is it
To them what we achieve,
Or what we will become,
Or who we love at night?
Why do they feel that they
Have to be the power?
Are they just so frightened,
They have to annihilate
The assets that they lack,
And the absence of control
They require in themselves?
I guess my control freakery is based
on the screams of the slaughterhouse
and wanting to prevent them
thank you for your poem
To try and gain is the psyche of many people. There is to be gained the standard of living and intelectual ability of mankind. Your poem was incredibly choppy like this. The idea of everybody getting along is very noble but impossible and so it seems a better idea to build on fundamental ideas of what is right and wrong. And by fundamental i do mean just that only the basic things.
A bold and courageous exploration
in human character
...
Real and meaningful metaphors
define the rhetorical bluntness
of "HEGEMONY"
...
Yet, it is the poem's explication
of the disturbing human predicament
of senselessly controling another -
that gives the piece it aptly created
credibility
...
What a striking piece of human
imagery you have woven here,
Amy!
A bold and courageous, hearty comment
on a disheartening human situation!
Ugonna
well well well......... we see things so much alike.....
I have often thought this same thing....... WHY OH WHY...... can't you fools just leave everyone alone..... and if we make a mistake and fall on our face.... then what the hell..... did it hurt your face....... I guess not if they are so busy running everything then they will not be there when I fall.......
you have stirred up so many emotions in me with this great poem....... I just can't deal with people like this.... and god knows I have been around so many that I feel drained of my own soul at times........that is how hard I have been controlled from freaks that have lives I would not wish on my worst enemy...... oh they are my worst enemy.....
this was great...... bravo......
you know I still feel that I am only the lowly apprentice....
you go girl...... and all I have to say to those that caused such emotion in you.......
you got what you deserve........and that is great.....
your friend
Hawkspoet
We have all, been here and done this but do not the lines "Manipulate and use
Every sentiment
So carelessly revealed
With sweet naivety." show the true rendition of poetry.
But alas I am sad that it has come from this. Whilst the others hide amongst the candy and sweet wishes.
A thought provoking and stirring piece.
RE.
We all know people that are like this...usually more than one! Maybe one of them will read this and get a clue????
Well done!
Kris
You manage to be open, and raw in this one. Almost showing your naked self while still fully dressed(if that makes scence). Your poem really forces one to look within to see if they are one who seeks control. thank you
This poem gives a graphic image of how someone are in our society and how it never gains them true happiness. To them it's always about how much they can get and not a single possession gives them any special meaning except that they have it when others don't. Instead of having people they care about with them they find themselves with money and objects. Maybe, one day they'll learn about having balance and the things that mean the most can't be purchased. Great write as always. Take care and God bless.