Too heavy
For me.
Poverty stretches through countries
Under bridges
In foreclosures
Cardboard signs begging for help
Distended stomachs
Flies eating the living
As they slowly become the dead.
The world is
Too sick
For me.
Diseases can be treated
But when minds flock to twisted ideas
When what is most hateful and evil
Sounds so good to foolish ears
And threatens to destroy all I love
All I believe in
I feel helpless to intervene.
The world is
Beyond me.
I can only keep my own world alive
Safe
Fed
Happy
Serene
While I send out my letters
To a world gone wrong
And try to connect
To the other safe havens
Huddled up
Frightened
Waiting
For the world to end.
it's definitely sad to watch so helplessly as the world falls into poverty, etc. we're left to only watch over our loved ones the best we can. powerful writing.
ReplyDeleteReally well written and effective. But very, very depressing too. I know the feeling all too well.
ReplyDeleteVery, very depressing, thankfully I cannot relate.
ReplyDeleteTo the other safe havens
ReplyDeleteHuddled up
Frightened
Waiting
For the world to end.
I was right there with you until the point above. I'd sooner die on my feet fighting them that are destroying everyone and everything they touch than huddle and wait for them to come, take me like a dog and tie me to the killing post.
Anyone who can not relate needs watch this short instructive video HERE
Sorry all of you found this so depressing! It was actually leading to you... for, besides my own family (my own safe haven), your thoughts are those I connect to. By ourselves, we may think the entire world has gone to hell...
ReplyDeleteBut that is in the news. No one writes news stories about neighbors who get along, bloggers who connect daily, people who share ideas (like Walking Man's video) all the time. If we, the compassionate, feel as if we are the only ones out there who care, we feel powerless. My way of fighting, of not giving up, is to connect, to remind myself that I am not alone in wanting to help.
But I do not fight in the way that you suggest, Walking Man, nor do I give up. But I remain frightened of what the world at large is capable of.
That was lovely in a sad way. I was drawn in, hoping for a happy ending...accepting of reality. Nicely done!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful writing once again.
ReplyDeleteI only know one way to fight Shakes. When the diplomacy ends (and it ended two years ago when their true intentions became known--steal from and kill as much of the middle class as possible)then it is time to fight.
ReplyDeleteFear may be the natural reaction but you are being afraid of the wrong people. It is the smiling bastards who say they want to save you from (name your poison) that you need be afraid of.
I will not help the uber conservatives shill for the real enemy, which are them who hold the nation right now, right this moment in economic slavery. In my immediate area the unemployment rate is approaching 40%. They started the war and I can not stand idly by and watch the wealthy kill the nation I served.
I have words. They have bullets and a mercenary army and a government they own 3/5's of. And I am supposed to find compassion where? For who? The tea bagging conservative whores who would rather destroy the nation through obstructionism than admit they led us to 12 trillion dollars of debt? Compassion for them that are destroying the nation with pawn shop platitudes and outright verifiable lies?
No! God damn them, God damn them all who use obstruction to stop the people from what they deserve, a job,a few dollars to feed their family when they lose that job, medical care, a house rather than the backseat of a car or a tent.
As has been said "it is better to die a free man than live a slave." Death is swift and temporary, slavery just goes on and on until you have no more use then you are allowed to die. Not for me I am no mans floor.