Maybe you were already dead
and so it didn't even matter
maybe you held your own destruction
in the palm of your hand;
you thought nothing and were nothing
and perhaps that made you
a blank slate of consent
since you had not a single desire
for the smallest word of protest
and maybe now you are
intertwined with hypocrisy
that has no right to despise the past
when you held the ability to change it.
Author notes
Written down one day. One very bad day.
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A very potent poem.
Hi Stumbles,
Irrespective of what motivated you to write this poem, it has a universal application beyond its catalyst.
Perhaps you could edit the punctuation though, and make the poem flow even more appropriately.
It has been wisely but sadly said, that "the only thing we learn from History is that we do not learn from history." And conversely; "those who do not learn from history are bound to repeat it."
Every generation is faced with moral dilemas that require positive involvement in order to be resolved. But most people are 'already dead' and have by their inaction given away their power of 'consent'
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"you thought nothing and were nothing
and perhaps that made you
a blank slate of consent
since you had not a single desire
for the smallest word of protest"
I keep reading those lines over again. It's like listening and then singing the hook to a song all day.
This had a really great flow to it. Didn't miss a beat. But I see what you mean about the last line. You said there was nothing you could add or take away from it but, from my perspective, taking out the small word 'held' makes a big difference. The meaning of that line is still there with the word 'had' being used. I don't know. Otherwise, I don't really see much else to do about it except keep it.
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