the world we live.

i cant do it,

i need something to mask this pain,

i need something to help get me through,

its suffering i see everyday

i drink from the bottle.

and take a look around in this world 

i wonder how we live

what is happiness?

its something i dont know

were killing each other everyday

for what?

for peace?

tell me how that works, cuz i dont understand

this world were living in.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

prob. should be more too it..but i'll leave it here for now..

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a.griffiths57's picture

The world we live in:

 

 

Yes the world is often very confusing, I think you described this very well and your hurt at witnessing such turmoil. What a good poem I liked the poem very much.


 

 

http://www.postpoems.org/authours/a.griffiths57

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thanks im glad you enjoyed it

allets's picture

Understanding . . .

is less important than living it and continuing. In time, meaning happens or not. At 63, I'm not confused by chaos or war, peace  battles with war and usually war fades, then returns disguised as weapons of mass destruction or some other slogan. Homo Sapiens are killers - it is our nature. We seek power over resources and populations - that is our nature too. Nice write on an ageless topic ~Lady A~


 

 

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yes thats very true.. but we

yes thats very true.. but we dont have to live that way.. to many people taking life granted..to much power is given to people.. and they try to act as god.. this world is ruled by only a few organizations.. we living in a circus, we are born, go to school, get a job, go to work and die... that is it.. and for what?? a house, a car, clothes, food, its just a game.. its all fake.. money has no value too it.. its actually made by the same fabrics that make up your jeans.. and then theres war. its just sickining really.. all these dollars spent on weapons but none to feed the poor, they say we are fighting a war for peace, yet peace is loving each other and helping each other.. war is killing ourselves and others, thousand of men die each die, by the hands of those impower, not to mention the tens of thousands of women and children that are dying everyday.. this earth is not ours to kill.. we should not be playing the rule of a god..you cannot win with war.. everyone is worried about the 2nd coming of jesus or the mayan calander afew years ago.. yet no one sees its man who is destorying this world.. when 100 people die from a huricane its a tragidy.. bur when a thousand people die from a drone strike its freedom.. we aint free.. we slaves thats all.. these people draw imaginary lines adn clam it for them selfs.. i think you get my point.. and this is really long so im just goin to shut up now..

 

nightlight1220's picture

Love your poem and the rant

Love your poem and the rant was even better..lol. 

 

And I agree. We can do better. Maybe I give us more credit than what we have done so far. 

 

Rome wasn't built in a day. Keep the faith. Keep the hope.

 

....peace.


...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "

 

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thanks.. and yes i been told

thanks.. and yes i been told that more then once now that my rants seem to be better then the poem it self lol.. i should try and change that..

nightlight1220's picture

..maybe start writing

..maybe start writing prose!!

......


...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "