Complainers

Complainers

A Poem by PoeticFury
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and whining... and bitching... and moaning.. and crying,, I thank Rudy who originally wrote a poem called complainers for inspiring me to write one of my own.

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Title: Complainers (Tribute To Rudy Fransisco)

By: Joshua Casimier

Date: August 20, 2014


I always was trying to find my voice, after hearing the words of such a powerful speaker showed me, and has shown me that there is a reason that we all are given a voice. So here is to you Rudy I know you are not dead, but you inspired me to write this.”


. On September 11, 2001 at 8:45 am on a clear Tuesday morning an American Airlines Boeing 767 loaded with 20,000 gallons of jet fuel crashed into the north tower of the world trade center.


.. August 23 �" September 3, 2005 one of the most deadly hurricanes if not the deadliest hurricane on record hit New Orleans Louisiana with highest winds up to 174 mph and a death toll of about 1,833 people, and caused more flooding and damage emotionally and physically to a area that has never been seen before.


January 10, 2010 a 7.0 magnitude earthquake struck the country of Haiti roughly one third of the country's entire population was effected by the disaster.


.July 17, 2014 Malaysia Airlines Flight 17 was shot down killing 283 passengers and 15 crew on board round Ukraine.


Do you know the one thing that all these people and situations have in common?


..

Therefore please tell me that you are having a bad day.

Tell me about the girl or guy that took your significant other when there are so many fish in the sea..

Tell me.. Tell me that you are angry about the job that you have been looking to quit for the past twelve years you are going to quit today, but you won't due to the fact that when you get off it allows you to go right across the street to feed the depression vs the acts of your emotional aggression by drinking a daiquiri.


When these people who have been sabotaged by the ways of nature and life can't get up the next day to say goodbye to their family while they head to some different kind of place.

Due to the fact of the last thing and the last goodbye that they can say was a plane going down, or getting shot at... the ground shaking, or water going up to their neck while staring into the eyes of the soul in a strangers face..

So say that you are having a bad day..


Tell me..

Tell me that you are having a bad life because those pair of shoes that you wanted so bad got scratched up the outfit that you swore was the s**t got a tad bit of dirt on it.

While a celebrity situation is no good for another celebrity you voice over which causes you to duplicate the act. Thinking that people will care about you more.

While you are upset that you ran out of money, and things are not going your way cause Burger King forgot to take the pickles off your number four.


It does not matter if that glass is half empty or half full some don't have that luck so quit being greedy and spoiled cause of what you are use to and drink up.

Cause some wonder where there next meal will come from. While it bugs people like you not. You have choices here or there.

Refuse to help others cause you say it's not my problem.

I believe that the poor more than us have a understanding even more so on how to share.

Once again say that one word that makes the world spin on a awkward axis and that is me.

Say that the materialistic things makes you what you are..

When people are out here walking and wishing on a star that it all will be okay.

Tell me..

Tell me that you don't understand this.

By all means this is what I am saying things happen and we all have a story.

So just because yours is a tad bit different from others

Quit complaining.

© 2014 PoeticFury


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