Self-delusion

Life is not a casino, that's what I've got to know,
coz it bares no responsibility for whatever we sow.
The wound we sustain and the pain we groan,
are seeds of the thorns we plant and the cowitch we grow.


We seek the truth while dwelling in lies.
We hide in darkness, yet praying for light.
We hope for the future while destroying its path.
thinking magic would happen where spell is ban.


Can bird soar the sky without its wing wide spread?
Can cheetah win a race folding its two hind legs?
Tell me a fish that swims without water.
I think we are lost where we ought to be found.


Why do we fold our hands sleeping and snoring,
dreaming of mansions built on silicon valley?
Why do we keep hoping for things that don't exist
while we watch necessity suffer remiss?


Garbage in, garbage out, that's what life gives,
whatever we choose, we'll face the consequences.
Good or bad, laziness or hardworking,
it only takes time, we'll soon be dancing to its melody.

Author's Note

My perspective.
What's your take on this?

Reviews

[R.J Calzonetti (Siniste..]

This is my take on this;

You bring a philosophical viewpoint of Nihilism, but show that there is more to life than this choice. That we choose freely to believe in garbage, in nothingness, so everything we consume is garbage and nothingness. I believe that you are absolutely right. There is meaning, but so many refuse to see it. What a great poem. It illustrates something I've been interested in recently. Nihilism leading into Existentialism, and possibly Absurdism. I highly suggest researching or reading some books by Albert Camus or Friedrich Nietzsche. They would agree with you. Particularly that life is void of meaning, but also agree that there is a way to find meaning among meaninglessness.

[Kay Salisu Titilola]

Thank you for this powerful points, RJ.

[cheyenne s garcia]

This was a great read. Feeling like I am learning more about the writer through this descriptive poem. Well done.

[Kay Salisu Titilola]

Thank you very much, Cheyenne.
Would check on your writings too.

[Eddie Phillips]

Great perspective. I enjoyed the poem.

[Kay Salisu Titilola]

Well appreciated, Eddie.

[John the Baptist]

This offering seems to place responsibility for our lots in life on our own shoulders. "Whatever we choose, we face the consequences." While some do seem to be the victims of misfortune (Think Haiti), much of our personal unhappiness is indeed self made. As we think in our hearts, so are we.

[Kay Salisu Titilola]

Thank you for your insight on this, John.
Much appreciated.

[keith]

from 1st line to last there is a constant flow of word imagery that awakens the thought process
above the rest, 1st line last stanza ... garbage in, garbage out, that's what life gives
you know your dance my friend, you know it well
kudos!

[Kay Salisu Titilola]

I really appreciate your review, Keith.

[Chris Shaw]

Hello Kay. Your garbage expression is one I heard as a 17 year old at college. My lecturer a Yorkshire man who didn't mince with his words, was telling class to pull theur socks up. I listened and heard. This is such a finely crafted poem my friend, full of metaphor. Congrats on a decent write.

Chris

[Kay Salisu Titilola]

Thanks for your wonderful review, Chris.

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree my friend.
"Garbage in, garbage out, that's what life gives,
whatever we choose, we'll face the consequences.
Good or bad, laziness or hardworking,
it only takes time, we'll soon be dancing to its melody."
The above lines. Are true. I don't watch the news no-more. The TV reporters controlled and liars. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Kay Salisu Titilola]

Here you are again, Coyote.
No more truth is aired. We are living in a world full of lies.

[Coyote Poetry]

Yes my friend. Kay, world leader don't see people. They see profit. Hello my friend.