Suicide is a slap in the face to your mother and father.

Never thought I would be a counselor for troubled minds..as if I aint got enough of my own!! So many here on this site...they contemplate suicide... poems of suicidal tendency. I tell you...wait!!

 

 

Suicide is a slap in the face to your mother and father,

I'd slap you ten times twenty even though I'm not your brother

And then tell you...what you mean to me though you don’t give a damn,

You'd tell me I don’t know a thing about you...I'd say it’s alright ma'am!

(And slapping yourself really hurts when you know you are the problem)

 

To be born into this world is not a misery,

It’s another step forward towards your greater glory,

To die knowingly by taking your life is not the solution,

Have a cold shower, breathe a deep breath ...and make a new resolution.

(Learn music, sing or croak and bring your life to its rightful fruition)

 

You are a child and always will be one....don’t let evil thoughts trick you,

Your problems may grow but don’t let them trample and crush and choke you,

When crossing the bridge don’t for a second think of doin a ropeless bungee,

When punishing your partner by leaving forever ...you amplified the Devils glee.

(You’ll be roaming in dark astral worlds feeling frightened and very lonely)

 

So we can work it out babe, get your self up honey...these words seem so common,

Go and take some rest and awakening will bring out the best in you my good woman,

Brother, you too can be a father one day; someday... if you'd only just stay alive,

Mother, Father, sister, brother, aunty, uncle, granma and granpas living pride!

(You could live to be a grand old man and she'll still be a young blushing bride)

 

Stop fearing whatever you fear and fear itself will never come near you I promise,

Shine in your own light and wear on your fierce pride and you shall be luminous,

Hungry? I’ll feed you, thirty? I’ll quench you...with springs of eternal water,

Feeling despised? Oh please don’t be, tryin to hide? Ah please be free, do talk my daughter.

(If it’s a proposal yer lookin for id offer my services since my Ma calls me matchmaker)

 

You were not born to them to hang on the other side of a short rope,

And if drugs got you down I'd like to tell you you can quit that dope,

And if you have been to prison...all the more reason to live long my brother,

Don’t leave the movie halfway, we will wait till the end and go home together.

(I mean ...fade out naturally and hope our funeral day there’s pleasant weather)

 

Poison is for kitchen-rats though I'd spare them the agony,

Life is priceless, life just can't be measured in Gold or money,

And slitting your wrists is silly my Lily cause I cant donate you my alien-blood,

And starving to death is not so easy when you crave for burgers and lemonade!

(You aint a camel holdin water in your hump and you hate porridge, oats and marmalade)

 

And of all the ways to die, I never would fancy jumpin off a jagged cliff,

Your arch angels gone on strike since you didn’t pay his professional fees,

And why should he stay if you never prayed to St. Michael his top-boss?

Another one bites the dust sings dear St. Cecilia ...O what a loss O what a loss!

(While lord Yama hovers with his fancy noose and Morrison sings the blues)

 

Your mama got a picture of you ...two front teeth and in a Nappy,

Your papa bought you countless toys just to make you very happy,

Lonely? She comforted you, depressed? He reassured you...the Apple of their Eye,

Homeless? They sheltered you, Clothe-less? They clothed you...now don't feel shy... 

 (Fortunate are those that still have them alive...as some watch-over from the sky.)

Listen to me....just for a while...when infuriated...walk another garden mile,

I will hear all that you have to say...tell me your worries I'll make them mine...do smile,

We can work it out...we can shine on bright, we have and we will master our karma,

I will change your life...just as you have changed mine, it’s my duty; it’s my dharma!

(If you wanna hold your breath after all that...go ahead and meditate, be a Lama)

 

Author's Note

Please lend me a helping hand to make them understand!
Their lives are ours too!

Reviews

[ErinLovesYou<3]

Very deep, I really liked this one.

[A Risen Heroine.]

This is such an amazing piece....
Hits me right to the heart...
I can read it over and over...
There's so much meaning in it, I really, really love it!!!!!
Thank you so much for sharing this wonderful piece with us, and thanks for the RR!!!!
I'll Think before I do anything.


~A Fallen Heroine~

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

In days where empathy seems to be long lost...its good to see a person who cares for people they don't even know. I think t one of the saddest things about suicide is that the people who take their lives have no idea what kind of destruction they leave behind. They live oblivious to the priceless value of their lives.

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

An excellent piece of poetry..........there is no doubt in my mind that the ones who have committed suicide wished they could have read these words and taken them to heart before they took that last step. Now I fear they wander.........

[Dreamer<3]

This has such an amazing message. Great job.

[.n.]

What a noble purpose for writing a poem. I enjoyed the read. I think my favorite line was "we will wait till the end and go home together." Nice work.

[Becky C Strukamp]

You capture the essence of the many reasons one might consider suicide and you have masterfully given them reason to hang on. I can relate to this in many ways, hats off to ya poetry-kiddo, well done.