Thursday, November 17, 2005
Thoughts
"Lay to Rest"
Lay to rest, behind these closed eyes
Hanging sun given way to a
Previous day lost by moon light
Struggling evening weakening
With appearing stars giving leave
To a exhausted day grieving
Disappear into my mind
The night and time will supply
Endless dreams to always find.
This reality I'll leave
Ever fading memories
Disappear into my dreams
Clinging to a dreary night
Forget the endless plight
Which I would die to make right
With a brand new day received
A fading moon is reprieved
Until sunset brings evening
A world kissed by morning dew
I will be reborn anew
But it will all end too soon.
Opionin
I really liked how this poem came together and flowed. I took the structural style from Lewis Caroll's book "Through the Looking Glass". I recommend checking out his poem if you haven't. It's at the very end of the story. Hope you like this one.
Recommended Listening
Album: "A Ghost Tropic" By: Songs: Ohia
Song: "The Oceans's Nerve"
"Lay to Rest"
Lay to rest, behind these closed eyes
Hanging sun given way to a
Previous day lost by moon light
Struggling evening weakening
With appearing stars giving leave
To a exhausted day grieving
Disappear into my mind
The night and time will supply
Endless dreams to always find.
This reality I'll leave
Ever fading memories
Disappear into my dreams
Clinging to a dreary night
Forget the endless plight
Which I would die to make right
With a brand new day received
A fading moon is reprieved
Until sunset brings evening
A world kissed by morning dew
I will be reborn anew
But it will all end too soon.
Opionin
I really liked how this poem came together and flowed. I took the structural style from Lewis Caroll's book "Through the Looking Glass". I recommend checking out his poem if you haven't. It's at the very end of the story. Hope you like this one.
Recommended Listening
Album: "A Ghost Tropic" By: Songs: Ohia
Song: "The Oceans's Nerve"
Thoughts
"Desperate Times"
A generation lost in the sea of information
Can't seem to escape the desperation,
Going towards this destination.
Gone with the abstract and the odds are stacked
But just pack another bowl,
You'll never loose control so keep on being an actor in this show.
Looking for something to hold but it always grows old
But you can't let go of your false hope
In these desperate times so just keep on with the lies
Hiding and waiting for a sign but you're better off waiting to finally die.
Society says we have to be something with meaning
But were keen to see it�s only a machine so we flee to street
Just lost in this concrete dream desiring something tangible
But we can't even handle the intangible.
Just another walking billboard for corporate America,
Another tax payer so the government can afford another war
Scare you into being a consumer whore, buy a new ford, swipe that card
It's not that hard and don�t even regard the debt you start.
Grab your weapon because were tired of this lesson
In this mentality and reality, a decree to trade humanity
For what ever society deems.
Corporate downsizing and outsourcing throwing people in the alleys and
streets, not able to eat or even meet there basic needs, with CEO�s holding
12.3 million in pay roll and there workers going home with only minimum
wage to show and the senators and governors don�t know as long as they
get their piece of the dough.
So grab your thought, grab your brush and art, grab your poem and guitar.
Say you fought, and don�t depart until the last beat of your heart
So grab your glock, clinch your fist, and let them hear the shots,
Say you saw the revolution that resisted the exchange of humanity for capitalist governed democracies.
Opionin
How this generation is lost in desperate times scraping for something they don't even know themselves.
Recommended Listening
Album: "Revolutionary,Vol. 2" By: Immortal Technique
Song: "The 4th Branch"
"Desperate Times"
A generation lost in the sea of information
Can't seem to escape the desperation,
Going towards this destination.
Gone with the abstract and the odds are stacked
But just pack another bowl,
You'll never loose control so keep on being an actor in this show.
Looking for something to hold but it always grows old
But you can't let go of your false hope
In these desperate times so just keep on with the lies
Hiding and waiting for a sign but you're better off waiting to finally die.
Society says we have to be something with meaning
But were keen to see it�s only a machine so we flee to street
Just lost in this concrete dream desiring something tangible
But we can't even handle the intangible.
Just another walking billboard for corporate America,
Another tax payer so the government can afford another war
Scare you into being a consumer whore, buy a new ford, swipe that card
It's not that hard and don�t even regard the debt you start.
Grab your weapon because were tired of this lesson
In this mentality and reality, a decree to trade humanity
For what ever society deems.
Corporate downsizing and outsourcing throwing people in the alleys and
streets, not able to eat or even meet there basic needs, with CEO�s holding
12.3 million in pay roll and there workers going home with only minimum
wage to show and the senators and governors don�t know as long as they
get their piece of the dough.
So grab your thought, grab your brush and art, grab your poem and guitar.
Say you fought, and don�t depart until the last beat of your heart
So grab your glock, clinch your fist, and let them hear the shots,
Say you saw the revolution that resisted the exchange of humanity for capitalist governed democracies.
Opionin
How this generation is lost in desperate times scraping for something they don't even know themselves.
Recommended Listening
Album: "Revolutionary,Vol. 2" By: Immortal Technique
Song: "The 4th Branch"
