No FutureA Poem by tekphobikFor the disconnected.
I want to give you all confidence in the world
There's nothing behind everything I cannot say No Tradition - No Heritage - No Mother Culture Just a listless feeling that god can't explain (and, you know I'll never capitalize his name) We, the children, the bravest new world forgot Playing with silver cutlery on a maiden voyage With an iceberg at the edge of our perceptions We are underclassed, underused, under the rugs Swept up by our own half-assed participation in Helping to row the boat we don't want to be on -It certainly looks cold overboard, so we wait If we came from somewhere, raised in histories Least there could be something worth rejecting Instead we're so busy rejecting our own worths Examining how you all get along so easy by day Crying yourself to sleep at night with a drink The honest minorities canwillnot ever be right But all we see is the same old story repeating There is not anything in it worth saying twice Alive in the times of a mediaocracy of mediocrity Keep up the placations, everyone wears a smile Long as y'all don't get too bored misery wanes Hopefully greed doesn't dry up all imagination Maybe it's me, I time my living dead days past By alternating tragedy and video game releases You probably have another method keeping track Seconds in the gas chamber en masse, bury deep The lost hours and generation outside the life We can't be motivated to buy into toxic wastes Used to be coffee shops that stimulated debate They all sold out and turned 'lifestyle' fakes Now we're left alone, alive by pulses of light Lost in the tide of voices screaming roflmao!1 Cat videos gone wild, viral meme spreads porno Wait for that glimmer of hope for a connection If there's any advice a man like me can impart It's just a few simple rules hardening your heart: Everything you own should fit in just one room Steal their gold to buy knowledge and freedoms Make time to hide in forests off beaten trails And always persist with belief you're never alone. © 2012 tekphobikAuthor's Note
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Added on August 22, 2012Last Updated on August 22, 2012 Tags: alienated, disconnected, alone, lonely, inspire AuthortekphobikRed Deer, Alberta, CanadaAboutI live for the words. Artistry is taking pieces of your soul out and throwing them against a wall to make someone else feel something or experience some sort of insight. It's the only thing worth li.. more..Writing
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