today I had a glimpse
into a possible near future
at where the world is going
at I was not impressed
petty power plays and games
to give a demonstration
to prove who dominates
or who is the biggest ass
I saw the world on edge
anger barely contained
words used like swords
held in amateur hands
no warrior battle tested
can wield a weapon so
as the greatest danger
lies in the fool's hands
I witnessed a microcosm
saw potential patterns unfold
tension oozing vile poison
destruction for personal gain
it matters not what you feel
even less what you think
only that I can control you
shut up and do as I say
looking out from this box
I see the world around me
correlations fall into place
individuals become metaphors
stand up tall for your beliefs
defend your way of life
guard your culture dearly
square off with the oppressor
never show any weakness
they must come to understand
you are trying to help them
you know whats best after all
butting heads like two rams
knocking the senses out too
silly infantile over reaction
some one peed in the pool
when will we understand
none of this matters at all
so you die with the most toys
you can't take them with you
bullies come in assortments
all sizes shapes and colors
person and business and nation
push to have things their way
how do we teach our children
bullying is such a bad thing
as we boast of hostile takeovers
and crushing the competition
sending troops into countries
because they have what you want
shove your beliefs down throats
give them your way of life
I resented the childish behavior
considered the situation a loss
no value in this exchange
both sides the biggest loser
now I have comprehension
the lesson was there all along
just waiting for eyes to open
to see things outside that box
I made a pledge to myself to write a poem a day for the entire year. Now to follow through. I preface this with a reminder; most of the poems written for this year long project will be done so spontaneously and therefore will not be edited. Bear with me on this. The project goal is to get them written over getting them perfect. Several times there will simply be the poem with no title. When that happens suggestions for a title will be welcomed in the comments.
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My thoughts, as I read this:
ReplyDeletea glimpse at where the wrold is going
power plays
games
domination/ass
stanza three is truly epic
stanza four "the greatest danger lies in the fool's hands"
stanza 5 gets to the root of the matter
stanza 6: true bullying
7: individuals become metaphors from inside the box...truly a wonderful thought
the next two...wonderful elaborations
then the plea for us to understand
ahhh, you name them bullies, good; then a parallel with children and bullying, very nice; then straight to war.
then a playfulness: "childish behavior"
Finally, YOUR lesson: what you already do so well, many times, thinking outside the box