Accept, Acknowledge, Understand Pt (3/3)

Accept, Acknowledge, Understand Pt (3/3)

A Poem by Simbles
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Part 3

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evisited-heart felt s**t
PART 3
time for a new age of understanding
not about wants nor demanding
not a matter of standing under
no such need for forced handing
its finally time to save our race
before its finished and its too late
for us to finally claim our space
to be forever a force banding
so as it turns out never was a place
and wasnt ever dependant on where it all ended
its about how and where you are standing
so now as we stand together thunder rolls
(voice over on aeroplane PA)
were coming in for an emergency crash landing (background voice) grounnndeedd (/voice)
wait, so you telling people what to do,
is gonna make em want to relate to you ?
think were gonna respect you more
because you've floor forced us to do your bidding
just ridding the world of the willing
just so you can be the one smiling
looking smug standing tall
you must be deranged,
all your doing is concentrating hate, cant take the free and make them caged
playing with the fates of others, just binding the world into a sickening space
just remember there is only so much you can cover time with rose coloured paint
a taint forcing the world onto a deathly stage
(random voice) a film staring you! (/voice) just here for your twisted performance
supposed to be born free not here for you to poke prod and torment
you wait and see because your the one that falls next
we will be free and what's left your soul will be all that you have left
(excited voice) TA DAAA (/voice)
I cant believe you cant see through your selfish endeavour
or is it that you do know and don't really care?
(teenage girl voice) whatever (/voice)
I bet you think that your so f*****g clever
forever a smile on your face as misery forms in every stare
all your doing is making the world bitter
taking all your efforts to make it a little bit shitter
using people for your own sick little games
all your doing is killing yourself
just so you can have your sick little way
just remember there isn't much a person wont go through
when you take away there reasons for living
where they'll go to, when you take away their freedoms
simple things that you pretend to be giving
hopes, dreams, little things we wish to believe
little things that give life purpose,
nothings, just an ends to a means
(background voice) what the f**k are you trying to achieve (/voice)
what the f**k is it to you!
who died and made you the true heir to the lives and pleasures of others ,
just to pin sister against sister to set brother against brothers
why? to make us pay, to smother us ? so you have power to take things away?
to pass on the hate and the mistakes of your mothers?,
why? what is it!? to make us subservient to make us obey?!
one day we'll rise up and fight for the will to be
one day the people will wake up! and finally use their eyes too see
finally realise with real eyes true potential
what is that truly can be!
this madness they've been trapped in
to wake and finally and feel free
wake to see a prison fuelled by a few to fulfil such moreish greed
take solace little man, for pity will be given driven into a much moreish seed
watch it growing, roots spreading, flowing, watch the force it heeds
its heading for the heavens, now, to make space for the more who need
there isn't much a person wont do when they've got nothing to live for
coulda had it all but all you wanted was more!
now just like us your forced into surrender
just remember little man
you cant slit your wrist with your own f*****g selfish agenda

© 2024 Simbles


Author's Note

Simbles
Final piece. Wraps it up quite nicely. Coulda wrote it the other way round, but at the time when this was written almost all of my pieces would travel.through a miriad of evocative heart felt rollercoaster like journeys through the bright and dark sides of life... But always leaving a happy note as the finishing touch at the end. . Turning water to wine sorta.. without the implications xD

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Simbles
Simbles

Perth. , Streya, Australia



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Its not a deplorable thing. People can have ideas... They might not make sense to anybody else or even to themselves at times, sometimes in itself is a paradox inside a paradox inside a pair of socks .. more..

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