It Is Time

It Is Time

A Poem by Paul Seaman
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... a plaintive statment is often a request in disguise ...

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It is time.

 

It is time to be brutal and harsh with everyone who is in my way.

 

It is time to be pushy and cruel, abrupt and severe, with any and all who get in the way

 

of my plans.

 

I have tried it the other way, trust, shared mutual interest, faith and hope that the best sides of human nature with present themselves to me if I do the same...

 

This is fallacy, illusion and delusion of the worst kind.

Humouring myself with glasses of violet hue while my children go hungry and my dreams go unfulfilled.

 

This is a Hard World, where everyone is out for their own ego, social standing, and personal desires, and, to deny such...

 

Is to be silly, unaware and sad.

 

It is time, to wake up, and smell the

Cold Hard Salt that fills Eveyman's, Everywomen's wounded heart.

 

It is time.

 

 

 

         

 

 

 

© 2014 Paul Seaman


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Added on January 22, 2014
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Paul Seaman
Paul Seaman

Sioux City, IA



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Please check out my book: Tales of the Sensitive Man on Amazon. I believe Poetry diffuses the lines betweeen truth & fantasy, love & hate, justice and desire... Chef, Writer, Parent, Widow. Born/Trai.. more..

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