I Sit Here

I sit here,
staring,
at blank stares, blank faces,
these weary souls
leave subtle traces
of empty thoughts
this human race is
exhausting.
We're stressed,
depressed,
yet we're being pressed
for information;
the information age is a
need-to-know,
get up and go,
yelling for show,
popularity must grow,
we can't slow down
long enough
to open our eyes,
open our hearts,
be the shot in the dark;
the catalyst:
for change,
for hope,
too many fight to share the rope,
simply to see who cares the most.
We're stuck in our phones,
talk like drones,
only hear the moans,
stick to our known zones,
all think we're destined for thrones,
pedestals.
We're divine,
got a right to judge
anything with a spine.
We're spinning a web:
of hate,
debate,
yet see too late
the weight
of our mutually assured
destruction.
I sit here.

Reviews

[Mr. Lopez]

I have to admit that at first I was sceptical but as I read I got sucked into whirlpool of contemplation that seemed to touch on so many truths. It can be worrisome when you allow yourself to feel the weight of the world.a poem like this must have taken some time to compose. Either that or you have the skills of Tupac because it almost flowed like a rap song, which is cool. I'm sure that wasn't your intention but nonetheless it was very well done.

[Chaplily44]

You captured todays society so well.
"We're stuck in our phones,
talk like drones,
only hear the moans,"
...My favourite part

[Another Relic]

This is a well-composed poem that sounds like it could be a rap or hip-hop song. Impressive and the message is one that needs to be said. It's happening all around us. I can't give this anything less than 100.