Mankind's Blunder
Why is mankind so naive?
Brilliant by nature yet folly ensues.
How awesome our accomplishments, How great our labor.
The order, yet chaotic, temptation reigns!
The endless opportunity, except in a state of greed.
An so robberies & so murderers & so victims grieve.
At the void cruelty of this material world.
Weighed is thy soul on a scale of deceit & lies.
We have the knowledge to know that we are wrong,
Yet not the wisdom to overcome.
An fight though we do for a false pride,
Our undoing will find us humble as we try to deny.
That our intentions of our thought noble plan,
Lack by far the goals once obtainable.
Our souls will then mourn at our failure,
Sad that being decent, would have found us all knowing!
Destined
Why must my fate be entwined with hate?
Or do we each start with a clean slate?
Is all we do predetermined?
As useless & as futile as preachers & their sermons?
I couldn't stand the thought of a life I don't control.
I'm as free as a bird; so on flies my soul,
An with these wings I aim to the clouds.
To peer down on the cities, cars, & crowds.
Watching them scurry about in their lives hustle & bustle.
Be freed, take control of your lives & win the great tussle.
Against hate, envy, & all oppressions.
I stand here a naked infant exposed to my confessions.
I am weak & vulnerable a slave to the system,
Machine determined destinies are the only ones existing.
So open your eyes hear me, listen!
We think we are free but really trapped & imprisoned
Forsaken
Rats racing; Dreams chasing
Ever changing emotion
Tossing an turning
Like the ocean
What is it that keeps us going
A blind hope in a hopeless world
Pain engulfs every part of the life
I strive to mantain
My problems are many and overlapping
So careless in life
Naive to whats happening
I know where I wanna go
But dont know where to start
Look close or take a glimpse
Into the depths of my heart
I think poetically
At least that’s the way it seems to me
My every thought becomes a poem
An soon I’ll have a poem for everything,
Every feeling, every situation
Poems about love from wonderful to rotten
To ones about life, both, beautiful & down trodden
Cause they seem to find me everywhere
Whether I’m in the shower or brushing my hair
When I’m lost at work just working away
Or on my day off , sitting in this café
Even I’m relaxing on the couch, watching Yo Simmity Sam
To when I’m pissed running my mouth, stuck in a traffic jam
So keep your eyes wide for those poems flying by
Keep your pen handy, & Try to pull them out of the sky
Naive Innocents
There once was a time when life seem wonderful
When the air tasted sweet, & the winds inspired me
The colors were so vivid, I marveled in my innocence
How beautiful I ponder, life must be too
How lil I knew…
Naive I was,
So feeble & neurotic,
To have such hope & blind faith,
Against the obvious.
Yes this world is beautiful,
But it’s cruel all the more.
An life can be wonderful,
But it’s usually stressed & worn.
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Love is a fantasy, But after, left broken and scorned.
When the ecstasy fades, you’re left impaled by its horns
Just like…
A child is a gift, but could hurt twice over.
And Justice is fleeting, So is the commitment of your lovers.
All of us live awaiting,
Sparse & sporadic moments,
That defines to us,
For what & why do we fight so hard.
But tell me, what is to come for some.
That wait & wait,
But only sorrow finds them.
I’ll tell you
They think…
Why?
Why me?
Why fight?
Why try
Why bother.
Motivation
A thousand reasons, even more excuses,
Just whiny a whiny lil bitch crying.. "I can't do it"
Where is your pride that makes you fight?
Fucking Pussy,
How do you sleep at night?
Or go on living so damned weak?
No vanity,
No integrity,
Stunningly fake.
Rise above it all & the world would shake in disbelief,
A fool like you noticed you're flawed & bruised.
See first you accept it, then confront.
Control situations like a man, you chump.
Chumps let things happen, shrug & go along their way,
But a man will rectify & have honor that day.
Burden
Why would any live so critical?
So edgy & judgmental
Everyone should strive to be positive
No one should be limited... to negativity
Reach for the sky to obtain divinity
Or else your out lash will back lash
Like a fiery crash you’re done
Sealed & dealed by a dismal one
Was holding but now folding
Cause you lost sight of the sun
So careless & reckless, with your heart so dark
You are hypnotized, Wake up & realize
When did you lose your spark?
Can you recall when it faded?
Or so long gone now simply left undated?
I rebel, fight it fist tooth & nail
I will not slip into your abyss
I make my way to happiness
I banish this stress
(very old) When I worked at a macine shop
Boxcar Ernie & The Moonshine Man
The two bitter on buzzards, are perched on a bench
They don’t like anyone, if they even like themselves
They just scowl straight ahead, take a drag & exhale
Then flick their cigarette, into a shower of sparks
While mumbling & grumbling, their prejudice remarks
About This black guy this, & this Mexican that
Never heard them, talking smack that boxcar’s all fat
But still, day after day, they just sit, oozing negativity
It’s a wonder they can look in the mirror with dignity
Always saying that nobody likes them, how it’s just a conspiracy
Maybe cause they are both pricks, If can say so seriously
I just want to grab them & say look here you old bastards
We all work harder & faster,
While ya’ll lolli gag, lost in laughter
I’m so tired of hearing your bullshit
Incessant ramblings, like a bickering little bitch
Just shut up & let me enjoy my break
Are you laughing boxcar or are you choking on that cake.
By S.M. Hall
Copyrighted Material 1999 - 2007
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