It's in the syrupy electronic words
That, half-read, we forward to each other:
Pictures of cutesy animals or rose petals
With some profoundly empty statements attached
Trying in earnest to thaw the apathetic heart.
The crosses, the Savior that looks so clean, so White,
A blinding corona that distracts our free-thinking minds.
We are the ewes led to slaughter,
And we smile vapidly.
Else we hiss at each other
Like uncoiled cobras
When someone dares to dash some life upon the monochrome,
When someone haughtily disagrees;
We spit venomous vituperations upon them,
Until they're sufficiently cowed into conformity.
And everything and everyone are cookie-cutter happy,
Just on this side of treacly sappy,
With our two sets of footprints
Except when we were carried
(Although it felt the load was on our backs).
And everything and everyone are dulled by the gray,
The middle ground to which we all while away,
The modern conveniences, the inherited allergies,
Registered brand new diseases and disorders,
Solutions in audio books and magazines and pills
With side effects no better than what they treat.
In conclusion, these unwhetting contentions,
These honeyed trifles, these banal well wishes,
Are revealed to be what blunt free-thinking minds:
Fall not into that sugar trap.
That, half-read, we forward to each other:
Pictures of cutesy animals or rose petals
With some profoundly empty statements attached
Trying in earnest to thaw the apathetic heart.
The crosses, the Savior that looks so clean, so White,
A blinding corona that distracts our free-thinking minds.
We are the ewes led to slaughter,
And we smile vapidly.
Else we hiss at each other
Like uncoiled cobras
When someone dares to dash some life upon the monochrome,
When someone haughtily disagrees;
We spit venomous vituperations upon them,
Until they're sufficiently cowed into conformity.
And everything and everyone are cookie-cutter happy,
Just on this side of treacly sappy,
With our two sets of footprints
Except when we were carried
(Although it felt the load was on our backs).
And everything and everyone are dulled by the gray,
The middle ground to which we all while away,
The modern conveniences, the inherited allergies,
Registered brand new diseases and disorders,
Solutions in audio books and magazines and pills
With side effects no better than what they treat.
In conclusion, these unwhetting contentions,
These honeyed trifles, these banal well wishes,
Are revealed to be what blunt free-thinking minds:
Fall not into that sugar trap.
Author notes
Okay, so this was just a little tirade. Had to get something out of the system, so I apologize.
At any rate, please enjoy!
Thanks!
- Giovanni
Written December 11th, 2003
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Impressive, I agree with your assessment of our society. Apathy... the curse of a rich but falling nation.
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Whoooa, I sooo have to come back and read this again later, then comment again, because I don't remember what I just read
its not u AP, its me, my mind has been wandering lately...I think it forgot to come home this time
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Do I really like Email forwards~
Not really~though I do Smile so not to hurt feelings
Do I cower into conformity
not likly~I'm to open minded~to bullheaded
To opinonated~
A very thoughtful write~made me stop and think~
Smiles~Emma
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Excellent!!
Very angry, great emotion. The use of sarcasm is very funny, very angry at the world. I have to agree. So much is made to conform to this, strictly to regulation. I love the way you bash this, as if to destroy the very root of the conformity of life. The flow and form held me to suspense somewhat, more like tension. Great write!!
~Sydney -
This is fantastic!!! I couldn't hold back the roars of laughter. This is a sharply witty piece my friend, and I thank you for expressing my cynical sentiments in such an unapologetic yet eloquent manner. Points well spent on promoting this piece. this is something all those sappy old ladies who send me crappy little godd-filled forwards about drunk drivers on prom night and dying children MUST read for the sake of all humanity.
::: bows :::
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
::: big bear hug :::
Sir, I believe you just saved the world.
Much respect,
Sarah
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"It's in the syrupy electronic words
That, half-read, we forward to each other:
Pictures of cutesy animals or rose petals
With some profoundly empty statements attached
Trying in earnest to thaw the apathetic heart."
Don't you just love those email forwards??
ahhhh another good write from you AP... why am I not surprised??
Tirade... ha ha .. none the less it was a great write!! Happy to see that you're out of that 'block' at least for now
~Aimee
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cathartic, I think
Hmmmm. Having one of those days, are we? I know them...and their cure. Go get a good book...no...not something off the rack at the drug store....I mean a really good book. And read, read, read. Or get out a book of poetry and read. And, IM me in the morning.
Seriously, I know this feeling, and its awful and the railing at the ways of the world never changes the world. It does, however, reassure us...perhaps falsely...that we aren't a part of the craziness. Unfortunately, I think we all are a part of the Walpurgis dance whether we are aware of it or not...whether we rail about it or keep our silence. But, since the only way out will be forced upon us sooner or later....and as Parker says, "razors pain you. You might as well live." So, in the interim, wanna dance?
Thanks for the great rant.
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I really love all of your work that I've read so far. This is a great poem- nice usage of "the big words." Keep writing, I'm looking forward to reading more.
We are the ewes led to slaughter,
And we smile vapidly.
My favorite lines. I just like the mental image it produces. Anyway, great read.
-Jacqueline -
Excellent!
Bitter and sarcastic and just genuinely intriguing.
I liked the background.. sweet irony (no pun intended)
I'm off to look at more of your work.
Peace be with you!
~Hannah~ -
hey, thanks... this is exactly what I needed right now... brilliant, and I love the title the best
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