The madness train

The madness train

A Poem by Coyote Poetry
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Time to know what real pleasure is. Before it is too late.

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    The  Madness train


            I'm twisted up.
            Hogties to bullshit.


            I'm strangled with useless things.
            I can't recognize my face in the mirror.


            Life based on my salary.
            Paying bills.
            Buying more useless things.


            New generation of children.
            Always wanting more.


            How many toys do you need?


            Today I will go to the River.
            Sit and try to find my mind again.


            Take my child to the park.
            Toss a baseball.
            Shoot a few baskets.


            Must stop this madness.
            Put away the video games.
            Turn off the televisions.


            Go outside.


            Feel the sun on my face.


            Get un-twisted.
            Get un-hogties to the B.S.


            Get off the madness train.


             Live life for the real pleasures.
             

             Friends and family.



                    Coyote
              26 April 2009

© 2012 Coyote Poetry


Author's Note

Coyote Poetry
We learn too late what is truly valuable.

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A reminder, and I cannot deny it's necessity, for this society and for me. This takes me by the shoulders and shakes me. So thank you for bringing notice to our own complacency. Something must be done. I think I should take some time to rediscover my own mind as well.

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My poem 'brainwashed' gives a direct answer to this! Indeed a great poem. When things get clogged up in the brain we definitely have to unwind, life is one heck of a mad train itself, love the write:))

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yes you're right... we need to unwind, today we are occupied with so many things that we neglect what's important.....

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Wonderful! One can feel the despair in the poem. Very good learning. Thanks for sharing this wonderful poem!

Posted 12 Years Ago


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yes, the repair begins with you and me...thanks for your wonderful thoughts my friend

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A wonderful poem .. :-)

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i like this poem :) you are right that we need to go outside more so nice out but no one takes the time to enjoy it :) great job

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I like this poem a lot I love the way you tell a story in it great work

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Wow...Such love...I agree with the author's note...Sometimes, I think, realizations happen when it is already too late...Anyway, this was a great poem...
:)))

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Oh yes! So poignant love...reality is we are inmmersed in sedating activities, how many times do we not feel that sun on our faces ey? Great work xoxo

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