Politics

This poem has nothing to do with politics.

My eyes burn as I read these sweet words,

these sweet lies.

Where is the harsh melody of reality?

We are taught to pretend since birth

then when things get too real

we get scared

and lie to ourselves and others

to give the illusion that everything is okay

that we're still full of hope

that we have something to live for 

and that in the end we'll al be happy.

When will we sing songs of pain?

sons of trials and hardships?

Why do we learn to lie

when we can become strong,

intelligent,

poweful,

innovative,

working to change the world so we

do not have to lie.

But instead we are taught to be scared.

Taught taht we cannot do this alone

and that dreams are nothing more than that.

We were created for amazing,

unthinkable things,

but taught so we may be easily controlled.

Sometimes I like to think about these things,

about what it would be like if we didn't lie

and operated at full potential,

but then I get scared,

scared of the horrid realization

of just how wretched we all are.

I do not like what I see,

So I lie.

Instead of changing things,

I protect myself,

Run like a dog with its tail between its legs.

I pretend that we are good and clever.

I act like I still have hope

and that when I die, I will feel fulfilled.

When I don't know what to say,

do,

or think,

when i feel scared,

When everything seems lost,

I do what everyone does...

         

          I lie. 

Reviews

[Radacach]

so deep and freaking amazing! i love your work!!

[Fish]

Blah you're so nice thank you so much :D :D :D

[Christoph Poe]

I very much enjoyed this! It was a good, deep, and meaningful read. It definitely flows across cliche grounds, but like a newly aspired musician mimicking a greater one, you took the song and made it your own. Politics are slap full of demented cover-ups, but all we can accept is exactly that: they they consist of lies.

Just some things I would do differently, and keep in mind that I will operate differently than you: I would not put myself in this type of poetry. In other words, I would have eliminated the "I felt like this..." or "I did that..." or "I would wonder". I'd simply remove myself completely.

Also, if I were asking a question that started with "where..." or "why..." or "how..." etc., I would eliminate those "question words" completely and simply follow the question with a question mark.

Nothing too severe. I understood the motive, and meanings behind it all. I enjoyed it.

Take care,
--Christoph Poe

[Fish]

Thank you so much ^_^ Yeah it didn't actually have anything to do with Politics.. XD I just though about how often we lie for petty things and my mind just needed to name it Politics. Thank you so much for the review :3

[Kupendwa]

Holy crap. This is deep. It's so sad that we lie. Someday we won't. Someday we'll stand truthfully.

[Fish]

Thanks, yeah... we really do lie too much... about the pettiest things too, It's rather ridiculous.

[Kupendwa]

I wish people could just be honest.

[Fish]

Yeah :/ it would make like easier...

[rnuff]

wow, such a deep emotional read. I can feel this.

[Fish]

Thank You :)