Strap on that bullet proof vest
And load up your shiny new pistol;
Enter on into the world
With your new found confidence.
Make sure to scan the area
And walk with eyes on your back;
Enter on into the world
With it's new formed reality.
You needed a job and you got it
And it only took a year;
Enter on into the world
With it's hired corpses on the clock.
This is what you chose to do
And this is what you love;
Enter on into the world
With it's need for your own peace.
Author notes
This is sort of a weird piece to write, I know. A little background, though. I work as a messenger on an armored truck, delivering money to banks and stores. I wrote this a few months after buying my first handgun, which is a .40 calibur semi-automatic which I use on the job, and several days after buying my first bullet resistant vest, which was also a job accessory. I laid the vest down next my gun on top of my uniform shirt one night, and it got me thinking about how awful it is that I need these things for my job. So yes, I supposse I am one of those "hired corpses on the clock."
Written November 29th, 2003
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300 points, ended October 25, 2005, 22 entries
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This was interesting - never read a poem about this type of job before I don't think so I guess I learned something from it, and yes, it's sad that you need that sort of equipment for a job like that - but i guess like everything in the world today you need protection .... soon, they'll be carrying knives and handguns to work in offices for safety =/ (when i say soon i mean in like the next 100 years)
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The idea behind this poem is really interesting. I like that you're willing to recognize and admit this thing you've noticed about your job. It's sort of a recognition of how lame it is that our world is so... lame... that you have to protect yourself so extensively to do your job.
The poem itself, in terms of actual language, has a style that reminds me of so many action movies, like The Matrix or Terminator. It's somewhat ironic I suppose. This is an interesting write.
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How sad indeed! But true no matter where you are in this world. Great write keep it up.
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Yeah, this isn't one of my better works, I don't like it very much. But for me, personally, it wakes up some emotion. Kind of grounds me. So I let it live.
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Good
I have to say thisn't as good as the other one of your I just read but it's a great reflection of what you do and how it makes you feel. And yes, it is sad in this world that you need to have those things with you just to do a job. -
Meh, 'twas good, a great reflection ofcurrent society.
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Very good piece. I find myself lacking creative comments, but I really enjoyed this poem. Its down to earth, yet metaphorical all the same. Keep up the good work.
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I like this, mostly because of two lines:
The first being:
"Enter on into the world
With it's hired corpses on the clock"
Just beautiful imagery, and so real to me with all that I have gone though
and the second being:
"Enter on into the world
With it's need for your own peace"
Just because I as well feel so close to that line, because sometimes violence does give people peace, I know that when I get in and box, or fist fight, it is so freeing and lovely....
But yeah, thats me...
Nice write, very cool
Reminds me of a tv show called "The Interview", ever seen it?
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