I look outside in the world,
a world full of hate,
nothing to fulfill.
The "American Dream" is dead,
gone,
but life still goes on.
Or does it?
Economy is failing,
Maybe, A hint of fear,
Another Great Depression may be coming,
Prices lower as fear heightens.
Who cares, right? Prices are lower.
Global Warming is getting worse,
Pollutants in the air,
Trash in the waters,
Something that needs to be stopped.
Who can save us?
No one sees an end to the war,
the war on life, on man-kind,
Is this the end?
A new president,
the election making history,
A new hope for the United States,
Can this man help us?
The world needs to stop,
At A Traffic Light we could say,
And take a breather.
We can stop all of this,
the hurt of the world,
if we take the time to listen,
listen to the little people.
Higher powers are nothing,
compared to us,
We choose what we do,
what we say, and what we think,
So why not think about how to save this world,
The world that is meant to be damned.
Author notes
just got off of writers block, its not my best, but at least I'm writing again. I wrote this as an inspirational Poem, I looked out and saw a traffic light at Red and took into consideration that soceity needs to stop and see whats going on in the world, to see what hurt the world is going through.
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I think that this is a beautiful poem... to me, it shows the amazing strength and hope displayed by the people, in spite of the looming despair. I love the way this is written almost as if you're in someone else's mind. So questioning, so deep.
I wish you the best of luck, and keep writing and improving your poetry. ^__^
Aeris Silverlight
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I really agree with you here. The government needs to stop and listen to the little people. We've done everything 'the right way' for so many years that we don't change things for the better when the chance to change comes along. Let's hope our new president can help. Thank you for entering my contest and good luck.
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Hmm...interesting poem. I'm not American so I can't really comment on what is happening to the American Dream lifestyle but the recession is hitting so many parts of the world. I really hope some good times can be born out of the present dark clouds. Thank you for entering in my contest!
Ellie
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Bravo. Thats all i need to say.
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Ray, I hope most of those aren't really your political stand points, other wise I'd have to murder you.
Other than that. Nice write.
Pattyface!
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BRILLIANT!
I really loved this, you're absolutely right when describing the apathy of our fellow Americans and their unwilling to change anything. Thanks for sharing this thought provoking piece.
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hope is the best thing to write about... and you did it beautifully
it is damned, cause no human in this world will colectivly join up with other human's to agree upon a plan of action... we're a haphazard race... very few of us do anything above half-assed
i do like your optimistic voice in this.. to many people whine these days.. it seems like you have some kind of hope.. if any...
but my guess is that mother nature will eventually turn black.. it's best to prepare for this now by doing you can do... and not worry about what others are doing.. you lead by example... not suggestions...
here is the fate of mother nature...
she wants to be engaged
through and through with the shadows
she chooses not to see
that she's fallen off the beaten lover's path
and into the grey she merges
cause the mist matches her soul
all her life she's had no control
so she wanders into forever ignorance
that which lurks behind
in the depths of her minds eye
is the chaotic unpredictable mess that was her life
and now she stares into her uncertain future
looking into a space that seems never ending
she embraces the abyss
sucks in one final breath
and dives into the crushing cold black.
this is the loss of mother earths romance with us as humans
if we can earn that romance back we can save what's left of this desolate world.
seems like you already have that romance in you..
God bless you for that my friend
keep writing,
phil -
I love it It gets really depressing to see the same mistakes commited over and over, yet everyone just waits for something else to fix their own damn mistakes. It's pathetic how much denial people can place on themselves.
Great work. Nice choice of words and word placement x
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Bravo!
An Analogy to your poem: A man takes a bicycle ride and off a cliff he goes. It's a new invention but he knows nothing of about the laws of aerodynamics in case it fails to keep its flight. Because everyone else is flying high on the winds he never thinks anything of it. Twenty years go by and he see's trees getting nearer and closer to him. He just thinks that he can ride this one out. Ten years later he notices that he is crashing.
In reality our society and our world have been expotentially crashing for the past five years.
Bravo!
Betsy H.
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wow so true..
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Woot!
Im the first to comment! I liked it, its got alot of truth in it and I see the depression happening..Anywho..Nice write!!
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