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Non Sequitur

Contributed by Freak-of-the-Week on Wednesday, 3rd August 2005 @ 07:59:46 AM in AEST
Topic: MiscPoems



I took a picture of a flower just a day before it died,
I spent a day in bed and wondered whether Jesus cried,
Up the steps to Calvary Hill to have his death denied,
By all the Atheists who claim the dear man never died.

I drove a mile up the road before the car broke down,
But it figures, as the road ahead was curved just like a frown,
I wondered and I stumbled just before I turned around,
But I didn`t make it home in time before the sun went down.

I ran upstairs and tripped back down before I reached the top,
My legs bailed out and down I fell, and damn, it was a drop,
But I ran back up before the others told me I should stop,
Though down I fell with quite a yell just as I reached the top.

I cried some salty tears one day - I learned that I would die,
Someday, maybe far away or as soon as next July,
I sat down with a frown and thought what this just might imply,
I always favored stagnancy but never wished to die.

I slept in late to contemplate just what my mother said,
"`Tis better to take a risk each day than wake up and be dead",
So I figured I might skip a step and sleep all day instead,
I never heard the rest of all the pointless things she said.

You know, I really got to thinkin` and I figure Jesus cried,
He was herded up a hill with no one walking by his side,
Except a cross, a crown of thorns, and something great inside,
Those people on the hill were mean, and God Himself had cried.

I can write some words on paper but they never make much sense,
So penning something meaningless avoids all the pretense,
I might sound smart but see my brain, it`s clearly rather dense,
And in the scheme of certain things, it seems I make no sense.

Mirror, mirror on the wall, I busted you last night,
Now each glassy piece of mockery I stomp on them in spite,
They`re telling me I`m ugly, but my mom says they`re not right,
So I broke all of the evidence I looked like crap that night.

I can go on all day and point out things that no one cares to see,
And `cause they all call me crazy, it`s no wonder I agree,
Got called to court the other day, stupidity was my plea,
Now I`m sitting back at home and sad, not liking what I see,
With a goddamn mirror on the wall that likes to insult me.




Copyright © Freak-of-the-Week ... [ 2005-08-03 07:59:46]
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Re: Non Sequitur (User Rating: 1 )
by pUnKa_RaCh on Wednesday, 3rd August 2005 @ 08:42:43 AM AEST
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Gosh, a powerful write indeed.

Filled with such angst and real pain...but it was a pleasure to read.

Your words drew me in, very well written.

You are a promising poet!
Keep writing


Re: Non Sequitur (User Rating: 1 )
by vibes2go on Wednesday, 3rd August 2005 @ 01:00:43 PM AEST
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you have no need to wonder ..the bible says "Jesus cried with strong out cries and tears" ... he was only a man; although perfect, until he died and ascended to His Father .. he felt everything a man feels ..


Re: Non Sequitur (User Rating: 1 )
by deadheadpoet on Wednesday, 3rd August 2005 @ 02:19:37 PM AEST
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My fellow freak. Very intense right. I am not a christian, I do believe Jesus was a man with much mystical powers but anyway. Just wanted to comment on a few lines I found really cool: "tis better to take a risk each day then to wake up and be dead" Very well said and the last stanza was awesome. You just seem to try to hard to make it all rhyme. Other than that, it is a great piece. Peace to you. Laura


Re: Non Sequitur (User Rating: 1 )
by justme03 on Saturday, 6th August 2005 @ 12:32:10 PM AEST
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ur poems are SO amazing!
this one is really thought provoaking and written wonderfully. i loved it.
luv Kortnie




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