Mindless RhetoricA Poem by wuliheronA typical day at work.Mindless Rhetoric
Mindless rhetoric, endless chatter, Mock, mock, mockery of mockery, Mocking echoes within the void. Never welcome, unless unheard, Never uninvited, long unheard, Never can be, ignored for long. Creating endless distractions. Never granting anyone peace, Flattering Me, Myself, and I! Only to mock us once again. Saying things, none believe! Give us constant company, If all the more unwelcome. Haunting us to our grave! Never, actually listening! Refuse, to stop babbling! Yet eternally chattering! Over nothing particular, Just more gobbledygook, Like all toddlers playing, Or a herd forever braying, Birds, perpetually singing, Dogs, all enjoying barking! Cats yowling at each other. Crickets, eternally chirping! Guinna hens all advertising, Like so many hens, clucking! Like, noisy roosters crowing! Monkeys, always screeching! Peacocks keeping you awake! People, constantly screaming! Over everything, and nothing! Making noises, to make noise! Without a brain in their head! Bereft of all actual awareness! Without, the simplest thought! Never caring, about each other! Never, hearing themselves talk! Not thinking about themselves! Without so much, as a thought! Nobody, really ever being home! Foolishly wandering anywhere! Never caring about their future! Never caring what awaits them! Not caring, what they are doing. Forever wondering who they are; Unaware, of anything happening, Unaware, of what's around them! Unaware they're simply unaware! Fighting becomes something to do! Not one clue, what they are doing! Not one clue, where they are going. Not a clue, as to what's happening! Whatever anything done may mean, Whatever anything could ever mean. Unconscious pecking and scratching; Unconsciously bobbing and weaving! Busily talking to themselves cackling! Busily attempting, to make you listen! Careful, to always appear to look busy! Remembering to strut like a bad rooster! Remembering to all sound so convincing! Remembering to act even more indignant! Remembering to never stop any posturing! Remembering, to not turn your back again! Careful to watch, one another's next move! Some, without any thought, in their brain; Many frightened, by their own shadows! Thus my own personal advice, to others, Rather than boxing their own shadow, Understandably more often than not, However things happen to turn out, Whatever turns out to be the case, Whoever happens to be listening, This reflects, my stupid opinions! My Master Socrates would tell me, None could ever pay him for talking! None could pay him, for any opinions, He could never, teach anyone anything. There's just no way to make some listen! He himself, never any good at it anyway, He himself unable, to make anyone listen. People may merely learn what they desire! People only see whatever they want to see! People merely hear what they wish to hear. What is important in life abides within all! All he could do, is encourage them to think! All he might do is encourage any real truth! And without any acceptance in your heart! Without contentment, for anything in life; Thinking is all but completely impossible! Our hearts must all listen to themselves! Before they can accept, everything else! Before finding any inner peace at last. Thus the reason why the only advice, That I usually prefer to offer at all, Whoever it is they might really be, Not least of all including myself! My friends, family and neighbors, The odd casual stranger I may meet, The first person you may come across; You know, whoever seems to desire it! (Whoever won't take no for an answer!) Is to nonchalantly, humorously suggest! Just, apply Cartoon Logic, to everything! The fuzzier, Indeterminate, bullshit kind! Don't insist that everything makes sense! Don't insist our world conform to reality! It works for me I say, still so few apply it! Even when they tend, to all agree with me! When all they have to do, is stop insisting; When all they ever need do is be irrational! When all they ever have to do is just let go, When all they have to do, is have some fun. Just laughing, just for the sake of laughing, Running round circles, just for the fun of it, Crawling after some dust bunnies and bugs! Leaping all around, as if chasing butterflies, Bouncing off walls, just for the hell of it all, Tripping and falling over your own two feet; Chasing your own tail, as if a dog with fleas! Howling at the moon like a total loonytoons! Bumbling all over the place on your own butt! Careful to never fall hard or get seriously hurt; Careful of all other people in the room with us! Jumping back up with a grin, just to do it all over again! Just never forget the most important part of all! Can't forget the most critical aspect of cartoons! Keep trying to figure it out, if that doesn't work! Just laugh at any punch lines, you'll figure it out! Just laughing, you'll find out who you want to be! Find yourself, and discover the wonderment of life! Find yourself and then discover who you really are! Keep laughing at any jokes, until you find the truth! Eventually, anyone will fall down upon their knees! Either humbled, or rolling on the floor still laughing! Becoming, whoever we so desire to be in the moment. Perhaps the hero, of our own Ugly Duckling dreams! Just by relaxing and trying to have fun as ourselves. I figure that running in circles, using our autopilot, Is safer than countless, other popular alternatives, In addition, to being healthier for an ailing heart. In addition to strengthening your lungs and legs, Besides being seriously endorsed by the A.M.A., Being capable of laughing, gently at ourselves, Without all the normal sarcasm and mockery, Encouraging friends to laugh along with us, Is preferable, to ever really hurting anyone. Preferable, to anyone hurting all the time! Preferable to always feeling so confused. But my neighbors, yell at me less often; Calling the cops, much less frequently! If instead, of running and screaming, I pretend I can play guitar and sing! Never needing, to take any lessons, Not worried about how bad I am! Never worried, what they think, Dancing around my apartment! Frequently naked as a jay bird! Unable, to read my own mind, I'm never quite sure if I'm singing or screaming! Making mindless rhetoric, a thing of the past! © 2018 wuliheron |
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Added on November 29, 2018 Last Updated on November 29, 2018 AuthorwuliheronAboutI'm a brain damaged, mentally deranged, hippie dippy raised on Gilligan's Island and Green Acres, but I'm never going back there again! Currently, I'm 11 years into writing a book on Collective Ignora.. more..Writing
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