Subtraction

Subtraction

A Poem by Kenneth The Poet
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And I'm not talking about adding the opposite either.

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Connecting the dots
Making stock market patterns
Wiping the snot
Twice over, soul's shattered

Roid rage overload
The anger can't be directed
Gas line explodes
Calvin calls him unelected

Unable to complete
Humanity's prime directive
A God's love replete
Enough to be very selective

Surgical scars
Have gone unnoticed
Quickening cars
Lead to a funeral opus

A hole in the ground
Oblong in scope
An ending so sound
Devoid of hope

The others selected
Naturally so
Totally dejected
Habitual role

This is the story
For too many people
Too little glory
Beyond the steeple

What is the point
Of tying the knot?
Now in the joint
Since the nerves are shot

No fulcrum,
No center of mass
All tantrum,
All out of class

Since there is no child
Biologically to raise
All prayers are just mild
Simple speech, minus the praise

But, the plotting plots on
Despite what I write
About thirty, youth is gone
But life is still slight

A man, his full purpose
Going down the utility chute
The seed may be surplus
But that could very well be moot

And so he's now here
The bottom of the battery
Feeling such small fear
He is way out of flattery

Yet, the bottom stands tall
The negative sign on the base
A miracle called The Fall
True freedom, minus the grace

Down here at our level
Going through the daily grind
Feeling odd and disheveled
And somehow, I don't mind

Subtract out the praise
Cancel out all the glory
Eliminate the lie of grace
It makes for a better story

© 2011 Kenneth The Poet


Author's Note

Kenneth The Poet
Can you sense a pattern with some of the poems I've posted?

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i must read this over again my Sir Geek...It is mind bending for sure just cant figure which way it is bending mine... i say that as a compliment for your words have stirred my mind...at my age anything that stirs it is a good thing ...
thanks for the stir SIR GEEK i do enjoy your work.
tk

Posted 13 Years Ago


wiping the snot
oblong in scope

the imagery is out(standing)

you certainly have a sense of style all your own
mixing intelligence and practical wisdom layer by layer from all those affected and those covering up with glory


Posted 13 Years Ago


Just be ..............just be real. Put aside the illusions and the fallacies.......just be.

Posted 13 Years Ago


"Yet, the bottom stands tall
The negative sign on the base
A miracle called The Fall
True freedom, minus the grace"
I like this poem a lot. The statements could stand alone if necessary. Last line is the bread and the butter of this story. Take out the lies and tell the people the honest truth. A outstanding poem.
Coyote

Posted 13 Years Ago


Another great piece..

I loved this portion:

[Down here at our level
Going through the daily grind
Feeling odd and disheveled
And somehow, I don't mind]

I look at that.. and see a sort of personal mantra..

Posted 13 Years Ago


You take the cons of the world we are forced to be slaves in and the corruptuion and infuse it with emotion! That is what I like about your poetyr love......there is so much wrong with society.....humanity need to unite and get this on the right path again! Many souls are shattered, I would say, through lies and embedded media through this world/matrix existance! xx

Posted 13 Years Ago



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