Humans come in many forms Appearances and hues With imbalances of the mind and body It is hard to determine the stability Of one’s outcome Without cohabiting a singular journey Have you felt this known strangeness?
Many days trace across the universe Aging the thought process To formulate a combine experience That is not equal to the latter The proverb mentioned togetherness Fighting self-absorbed and faceless With upfront falsehoods
Spewing words that lacerate The psychological braces of the consciousness Not noticing the fresh springs of the eyes As the aquatic travels the falls of the lids Answers are feuded with potency Poisoning the words as they dance Across the brain drums of a separate
Self-appraisal is at a distinctive feat Assuming that conflict has been coincided Only to have the lyrics wedged With a reversal of sonnet’s projectiles Piercing the stoned muscle Incased in red liquid and harden tissue Remorse is for the feeble
The turmoil of peasant concentration Not knowledgeable of the progression Struggling away the reality Forcing the guilt of an alternative Sightless to the compassion That restores the equilibrium Of an egocentric creature
"Remorse is for the feeble" This line struck me particularly. I've heard many people say, "I have no regrets...etc." But if all my regrets could be counted they would certainly outnumber the meager days of my life. I think regret and remorse is necessary to growth. Admitting one's mistakes is the first step towards correcting them and by so, improving our nature. Admittedly, it IS a never ending task as we shall NEVER reach perfection but I also believe that "human nature" should NOT be used as an excuse for complacency. As Van Morrison put it, "You got to fight every day to keep mediocrity at bay." I enjoyed reading this and I admire your ability to turn a phrase. Only the contrite can ask forgiveness. Love is humble. Knowledge puffs up but love LIFTS up. And it's always easier to tear another person down than to build them up. So my question of myself must be...do I want to be a friend of my fellow man...a brother to every brother and sister of my species with which I share this planet...or shall I look down my nose from the pedant's stair and condescend to those I see "beneath" me? I had rather serve than be served and I had rather love than be loved. I had rather give than receive for in doing so I believe I represent the better portion of what a man should be. Tenderness takes great strength. It only takes blind rage to be a brute. And as Jesus said, "Wisdom is justified by her children." The egocentric do not understand these ideals. Your poem was excellent, entertaining and thought provoking. Thank you for sharing your talents.
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"Remorse is for the feeble" This line struck me particularly. I've heard many people say, "I have no regrets...etc." But if all my regrets could be counted they would certainly outnumber the meager days of my life. I think regret and remorse is necessary to growth. Admitting one's mistakes is the first step towards correcting them and by so, improving our nature. Admittedly, it IS a never ending task as we shall NEVER reach perfection but I also believe that "human nature" should NOT be used as an excuse for complacency. As Van Morrison put it, "You got to fight every day to keep mediocrity at bay." I enjoyed reading this and I admire your ability to turn a phrase. Only the contrite can ask forgiveness. Love is humble. Knowledge puffs up but love LIFTS up. And it's always easier to tear another person down than to build them up. So my question of myself must be...do I want to be a friend of my fellow man...a brother to every brother and sister of my species with which I share this planet...or shall I look down my nose from the pedant's stair and condescend to those I see "beneath" me? I had rather serve than be served and I had rather love than be loved. I had rather give than receive for in doing so I believe I represent the better portion of what a man should be. Tenderness takes great strength. It only takes blind rage to be a brute. And as Jesus said, "Wisdom is justified by her children." The egocentric do not understand these ideals. Your poem was excellent, entertaining and thought provoking. Thank you for sharing your talents.
Posted 11 Years Ago
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11 Years Ago
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My name is Rufus Lacy. I am an intercity child, born and raised on Chicago Westside (Garfield Park), as a youth I spend the summers in Money, Mississippi working on my grandparent’s farm and pla.. more..