Thousands stranded, locked up in a dome
Nature’s fury matching raging human syndrome
Leaving innocents like a dog without a bone.
Clicking away at the women and children who bleed
And selling them to magazines and TV to feed
Is this a punishment for many a wrong deed?
Repercussions for all the evil that we seed.
Schism in religion, a country almost Balkanized
A few bad men, a complete race ostracized
Innocent massacred and the silent traumatized
Is this how GOD wanted us to be characterized?
Mindless looting and unending corruption
Right from the start of democracy’s inception
‘We the people’ is a manifested deception
The future beholds just the road to perdition.
Reams of work on righteousness and wisdom
Just seems a a waste of time and path to boredom
What next after leading your life in
It makes death an aperture to freedom.
Yesterday’s pains, today is awry
Fooled by a charade, it’s not worth a try
Incessant sycophancy, you wonder why
Life is cruel son; you can’t help but sigh.
-Balls
11 comments:
Awesome, Balls. Keep it up!
"It makes death an aperture to freedom" was what I liked best!
really beautiful ..
Awesome Bala !!! nice work ....
awesome ... u can easily be next Met lyricist or at least Flavor Flav's :-) ... on a serious note ... really well put ... life's truly a bitch
Who the F**k cares abt Met when Falvor Flav offers me to write for him!!! Life wont be a bitch if i start working with the GOD of Time :-))
another advantage of working with the GOD of time is with HIM not around u can always fool around with the GODDESS Brigitte Nielsen
Last I heard from the 'Viking' God himself is that they are heading for splitsville.
This poem was thought off when Balls was on his usual morning walk with his best friend Goli with walking canes in their hand.
Jokes apart..awesome effort Balls..well done.
Is this a punishment for many a wrong deed? Repercussions for all the evil that we seed
So very true
Summed up all the shit that's happening in today's world really well.
"Road to perdition" it is indeed !
Well written. You sound seriously disturbed by problems across the world all of a sudden. I believe they have been worse natural hazards/accidents than those faced this year and there will be worse calamities in the future. Every year there is a calamity of some sort. Things are never at peace. Any such calamity proves that the fittest will survive. The blunt truth is that a disaster or calamity fuels development.
Thank you savita for the enlightening comment. Yes there may have been worse disasters, and yes there may well be more. But the poem was very well written, and the idea probably came at a moment's inspiration. Don't knock it. Writing about one's thoughts and emotions is not an easy task, putting them down in poetry is even harder.
Side note, great work balls, unexpected format i.e. as a poem, lots of references. Gloomy, but tasteful.
laterz
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