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I Don't Know What To Do
Contributed by
TUNA530
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Saturday, 18th April 2009 @ 01:24:19 AM in AEST
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How many times must I kill for joy or simple want?
I am not a killer nor a happy person, but my emotions change, so maybe I am.
I can’t keep the same: happy, sad, angry, or any kind.
This is why I hate life, because even though I choose the way I am, they just take over again and again.
And my friends and my family, should I kill them all for want and excitement?
Is it there fault I am like this?
I don’t know what to do.
Do I slaughter them, scarlet lingering on my fingers as I watch them die before my eyes?
Or do I kill myself, watching their eyes bleed for me?
Kill, kill, and kill, is that all this has come to?
The world in general, has it really come down to murdering, killing, hanging, any sort of death sentence?
Is that what we came here for?
This planet, is our blood becoming the fertilizer of death?
This path we take, it’s for money, land, pride, and owning different pieces of Earth.
Everything comes down to bloodshed.
Always there is something or somebody that has to lose their life.
Everything is taken from everyone.
People cry from a death of their family, they died for your stupid pride.
People laugh while they capture and torture others, all for fun and joy.
People everywhere don't realize what they do, what the cost of all their dumb acts do to everything and everyone.
My life, will it also perish in that ridiculous idea of war and fighting and murder?
I don't want to change, but I don’t know what to do.
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Re: I Don't Know What To Do
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by Aspirant on
Saturday, 18th April 2009 @ 07:33:57 AM AEST
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When I read this poem, I have a hard time recognizing the divide between people committing selfish, directly harmful acts, and people simply following the path of their society. If I buy a big screen TV, am I guilty of killing the poor who I could have donated the money to and saved? Is there anyone who isn't a hypocrite in this regard? When you say you don't want to change at the end, does that mean you feel the need to push away from this kind of society?
Can being greedy enough to want a big screen TV really be comparable to torturing others for fun? These are the really tough questions that your poem raises but doesn't really seem to address. Nonetheless, it was a provocative read. |
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Re: I Don't Know What To Do
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by BoscoMelano on
Monday, 20th April 2009 @ 12:12:43 AM AEST
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| This poem makes me feel like I'm reading the daily news. FEAR! FEAR! FEAR! |
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