Demented

Demented World

Colonization upon our nation of slaughter

Bloody rivers, of our lost fallen fathers

Imprisonment exists, so check your neck for your collar

This is our world, and our corruption is dollars

We’re searching for the answers, but for within our wallets

Printed presidents are burning a hole in our pockets

And a little bit of weed, to unlock what’s beneath

Is only experienced through us dodging police

Clouded, powdered noses; A life only chosen

It’s parallel thorns pricking fingers on roses

Defiance of a higher; programmed, wired

Authority’s contradiction on what’s been written on squires

It’s a corruption of destruction, so hold the hand of your family

And hear the blistering, whistling, that’s truth of humanity

Corruption, destruction; The hand of your family

And the blistering whistling that’s the truth of humanity

I can’t believe, we have to see…

We have to see these dangers

Demented is me, within my dreams

As my passion angers

For the child

The anger cries…

Youth can’t arise

In a world of demented lies

Contemplating eyes, arise shelter for the homeless

Losing focus, from the interfering flying locusts

That relegate and pressure

Until more becomes lesser

And the dead shells on the ground elevate and pester

Within the mind of the dying, and only in time

Will a beaten soul arise, and re-climb

Unto the top of the subject

“The lust when you undress…

Peels the skin from the bone, exposing the loveless.”

And the stress is just a test, crazy and obsessed

Beneath fluent minds…humanity is possessed

For alcoholic causes, the ignorance fallen

Almost relevant to a life that never stops, but just pauses

Almost relevant to a mind that doesn’t think that it’s able

To shuffle the hand that’s been placed upon the table

Just dreaming up existence that seems forever missing

With nothing to show, but the cries of our children!

I can’t believe, we have to see

We have to see these dangers

Demented is me, within my dreams

As my passion angers

For the child

The anger cries…

Youth can’t arise

In a world of demented lies

Hold your golden child, it’s almost over now

Cling to your golden child, it’s almost over now

Let me give you a little bit of history

It means for one time, I need you listening

We’re living by the law of protect and serve…

Us papers. For vapors, where nothing is pure but haters

At the strong arm of the law

Jurisdiction to the system has been seen before

Repeated lies, arise self-contradiction

A groundhog day

Surreal life repetition

 Of Society!!

So many are following

We’re all just a number, another human is swallowing

In which I realize, there is not one right government system

They got a gun in your face, and their finger keeps itching…

I can’t believe, we have to see…

We have to see these dangers

Demented is me, within my dreams

As my passion angers

For the child

The anger cries…

Youth can’t arise

In a world of demented lies

Reviews

[LisetteCanWrite!]

Wow, wow, wow.. such powerful emotions and statements.. so much that can be said of this.. and it's truth in raw form!!! Love the way it flows .. I share much of your sentiment.. people judge me thinking I am maybe off key but guess what .. the world is off key!!! Nothing is right.. I do have hope for a better day and times but I fear this is a ways away! Thank you so much for invigorating me.. going to favorites as this one fires me up!!! =)

[Babbette Francis]

Powerful indeed, but how the heck do you write such a long and meaningful piece and do it all in rhyme? Man that's good. Wow!!

[lost inside]

Wow This is so powerful and so amazing.
Enjoyable read my friend.

[Lizanne]

Truth very much exists in the words written here. A powerful statement of the shameless and selfish world in which we abide. There seems to be little hope for future generations, as you so adequately point out. This is a testament to what truly ails the world and until it is healed of these man made afflictions there is little hope for it's survival. Such an immensely high voltage statement, it rolls through the mind like the sound of distant thunder created by the millions of feet marching like lambs to their demise.

[LostinKristina]

woah, this piece right here is amazing.
The message is so clear, it was a joy to read.
Keep up the good work.

[Exquisite*]

Wow. What a powerful message you are expressing here. I really like the way it flows, it is interesting and easy to read. With the scattered rhyming it makes it fun as well. Thanks for submitting it in my contest. I don't know if this poem really says anything about that photo, but it is really good writing, and I did say to do it in your own way. Good Job

[Brittany]

I like your mind. They execution in this poem is something of a masterpiece. The themes all circling back to dementia, a moral decay, ignorance in the arrogant...

It's all great. Really, really, great.

I also liked the Groundhog day bit, tell us of a redundant/ "Surreal life repitition". Well put my friend. Your observations astound me.

[Closed Account]

wow, this is really good. there's a lot of emotion in here. it's great.
--Bella Rose

[Alyssa]

OHhHHhh myyyy that was a very deep write, I love your style of how you put these problems and feelings into words! Its in a way I have never seen before! I love the issue your putting across and the rhyming is really magnificent. It could be a song, truthfully.
I really enjoyed this and was feeling the flow of the poem like as if there was music behind it. You made it seem there was and not a lot of people can do that! VERY good.

keep it up ;)

[Anastasia Starlena]

Wow I am speechless. That is a first. This is an awesome piece. It was long but held my attention through the whole thing. Great what has our world come to piece. Excellent job!

[Nancy Lee Shrader]

Powerful!!! Powerful Indeed!