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Hicks

Help me sir, I cannot see
The things I hear are blinding me
The scary voices on TV
Are telling me what to believe

 

And you sir free me from my plight

Help me to regain my sight

To see my small part in the fight

And try to live on in the right

 

With all the stories that you weave

The lies and darkness I saw, leave

And let my choked up third eye breathe

To see the lies I should believe

 

I wish that you were here today

So I could hear the things you'd say

About the world in which I play

To help to guide me on my way

 

But yet, great prophet of your time

And also true hero of mine

I live with peace; well some, inside

'Cos life, I know, is just a ride. 

Author notes

Fakeport

Is written for the late, great comedian and social commentator Bill Hicks. A truly brilliant man. For those of you not familiar with his work, a number of references to his shows are in the poem, such as television as the enemy, the third eye ("TV is like taking black paint to your third eye") and life being "just a ride".

Is mono-rhyme quatrains except for the final stanza, which I did as a pair of rhyming couplets, with a half rhyme between them.

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  • MessedupMarionette
    September 19, 2008

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    Well it's a bit of a stretch to see how this is an ode, but I'll believe it. This is a really interesting read... I think a lot of the points you make are really great, and I totally adore the first stanza. Good write and thanks for entering!


  • Sandra R Reynolds gold member
    May 30, 2008
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    Great flow and verse .


  • FallenAngel09
    May 26, 2008

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    Thank you for your entry into my contest, your talent and hard work are much appreciated. I have to apologize for taking so long to judge the contest due to not being by a computer for so long, i hope you do accept my sincerest apology. Any way, I found your poem a bit nostalgic in its humor, it cracked me up and i thought it was a perfect tribute for a commedian. Great job and good luck.

    Your host,
    Tiphanie


  • LeilaJayne
    May 10, 2008

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    This poem is so real, depicts what life is really like and how we are forced to believe things we may not want to. But life really is just a ride, and we have to get on with it! Thanks for entering my contest x


  • SageyBaby
    May 9, 2008
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    You should predict what i'm gonna say. Fantastically Brilliant

  • MusicMattnessLives
    May 6, 2008

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    Wow, this is a really good poem. I noticed that the cadence in it was really strong. However, it flowed smoothly. Some parts were a tad rough but overall it was very good. Thanks for entering my contest. I can see how a view on the world can be portrayed through this. When I read the title, I thought maybe it was about the deragatory term for a person from the country, (i.e. redneck and hillbilly) but that was obviously proved wrong. Best of luck and good write.

    ~MRH~


  • Simply Simple
    April 27, 2008

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    Oooh. Interesting. I like the realness of it. It wasn't in abstract. It was very much there and easy to understand. Thanks for entering and best of luck.


  • eleno
    March 25, 2008
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    I like this, it has a lotta realism to it, because so often we really ARE told what to believe and so many other things are forced on us as well. good write here. -eleno


  • poeticweaver gold member
    March 24, 2008
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    Nice,

    A wonderfully weaved together piece for him.
    Excellent dedication. Thanks for sharing,
    Peace, Timothy aka poeticweaver~

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