We are not idiots,
If we mean we are odds,
With our top buttons closed,
Not for our neck-ties.
We kiss each other,
And we hug each other,
And we love each other.
But we are-
Campy lampoons,
Of human existence,
Born sick,
In our sub-consciousness,
Like a dead child,
Wishing for day-light,
Trapped inside,
A biology machine,
Called womb.
Why then we march for?
Unlike justice & sympathy,
To those ill fated cowards,
Dressed in black,
Holding candles straight
And engaged in forums,
To vote for, to fight for,
And to satisfy their ego,
Because they did nothing,
For their dear ones killed,
When they were sleeping,
Like a baby unaware-
That the parents are playing.
We are not idiots,
If we mean we are odds,
With our top buttons closed,
Not for our neck-ties.
If you look at a single picture,
Can you only see the beauty,
The face, the skin?
If only on might feel,
The pain they inflict,
The emotion they hold,
In the thorns underneath...
I totally smooched off the idea of making a blog from my friend who is an amazing writer and her blog will have you laughing so check it out http://sockwithoutamatch.tumblr.com/.
Thousands centuries have passed since the evolution of time and man, yet humanity of pure and simple manifestation has internalized not one generation, not one people, not one constitute of humankind. This is the year 2010; the tenth year of the twenty-first century. It seems that I am the few in the sea of billions that realize the significance of this time. The fruits of society have grown large and plentiful, but the foundation becomes weaker with hate and untruth. Every passing day humanity dies with those who do not speak, respond, or think. Amosha- unity, Ubuntu- I am what I am because of who we are. One must listen to the unheard cries of the suffering. One must see the injustices of the living. One must learn the sadness of the past. And one must revolt to the disgrace of the future. One as a whole and one as a being can assert within this universal truth and only then can humanity embody the people of this world. It is only till then can the individual truly be free.
I guess I must introduce myself. I am a regular teenager living the trials and tribulations of everyday life... big deal. I completely and definitely realize the potential disaster in which insanity may confront me by the creation of this blog. After all, it is no different from talking to oneself considering the fact that an actual person might or might not be reading what I will be writing. Either way, the creation of this blog is solely and purposely for the venting of the frustrations and troubles I find with this world. I truly hope that its intent and possibly demise is unconventional and inexplicably unorthodox. I must warn those with particularly sensitive ears to not be offended nor insulted by my strong opinions of the world we live in.
