I Hate The View
Life's perfect picture. Hmmm.
Who holds the camera?
Who directs the postures?
Who forces the crooked smiles?
Life's perfect imperfection. Hmmm.
Why not call the end?
Everyone is broken or will be
Time ensures that in time
No innocence remains innocent
Who holds the breaking innocence
As it falls and hits the guilt?
The innocent never lasts.
Life's torn violin strings. Hmmm.
The abuser finds his victims
And breaks their soul for all their days
The strong survives by a thread
The weak in despair end their lives.
Life's creator's silence. Hmmm.
I hear mum speak and catch her tears
She's so sad and oh so tired
I see him inject himself secretly
A numb escape from life's deep sorrows
He says invisible sky dads don't
Humor me because they are silent figments
I watch her weep as her 5month baby
Arrives on earth with no breath from heaven
I hear her pray to God to end the pain...pleeeaaassseee
I feel Him sometimes, maybe Him.
Maybe not. I guess not.
Please say something. Dad. Hmmm.
The dying children. The crying men.
The killing cancer. The murdering AIDS.
The drinking mouth. The failing liver.
The smoking tongue. The dying lung.
The hitting and running idiots.
The drinking and driving morons.
The despairing suicides. The hungry forgotten.
The vulture waiting for the next
Starving African child to die
The angry earth spewing fire and melted ice
Consuming thousands in its wake
The virgin-seeking maniac bombing lives away
The man with no food to eat nor clothes to wear
Nor any to care. Nor love to share.
Sits by a pole in absolute abandon
With no strength to beg either man or God
For life hath dealt him a hard hand
He lay, he lay silently, unable to disturb
The frustrated lives of the trolling masses
And quietly waits for a hand kinder
By far kinder than life to take his hand
And transmogrify him to nothingness
Hmmm. Hmmm. Hmmm.
I feel a pain in my chest
It soon travels to my deep sad eyes
And gushes out this aching ocean
That lies behind the feigned smiles
And beneath the swaggering motions
And hoping thumbs
The thumbs that join to pray
To pray, to say to Him whom they say
Answers these words but hey, hey! , hey! !
Its been ten years since the thumbs
Joined to pray and say and wait
To see at least a change in the lives of men
A relief to the miseries of mankind
But an echo is all that's heard
As more tears fall and all meaning's gone
But what is the meaning of the meaning of life? Hmmm.
He searches oh great Lord. We search.
She turns the compass of her heart She tunes it from east to west.
In search of Him who made her.
I read of one who. Hmmm.
Put a bullet though his head to stop The beating of a heart that bled
Eternity scares us. Reality bleeds us.
We sing 'fix you' in desperate hope
And hope's desperation that you will fix us.
I sit alone. Lonely as a man can be.
Sad as a heart can take
Staring at a race I am a part of
And completely hate the view. Hmmm.
poem by Jenim Dibie
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
No comments until now.