Every day I wake up
forgetting our environment.
Every day I try to bring
another to my point of view.
Maybe I've forgotten
why cultural perceptions are necessary.
How do I expect to learn anything
while I'm trying to destroy everything.
If I profess my love so often
for the field of sociology.
Then I should realize
that I must blend in with a background.
My work could then be delivered
and my research would be more successful.
In order to understand anything
I must socialize myself with their experiences.
What do I accomplish
if I set out to make enemies for inspiration.
Then I set up a playing field
for experience that I could never gain.
I stand here and I mustn't forget
that the balance is necessary to sustain life.
By wanting to change life's current
I tried to make everything mysterious.
If I acknowledge life's several currents
I can follow and understand their flow.
Then I could observe life's ocean
and know what it was like to swim in it.
Author notes
Already, so this poem was about how I kind of lost my way and failed life's big test. I am in a field where my job is to objectively observe an environment. I failed by attempting to control and manipulate things that were going to occur. Thus by falling to temptation and using the keys that were strategically placed in my hand, I flipped switches. Instead of allowing all parties involved, to see them take action through their experiences.
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sad but true -
I feel as self-contridictory and as hypocritical as you seem to portray yourself here.
I agree with everything you have said- the world is shit, but it is inexorably difficult to change.
Sad words, but it makes me happy to know someone thinks like me.
Very deep- I can really closely!
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Sadly tis human to stand by when things go wrong ...I love the honesty of this poem maybe it might open the eyes of the key players in the terrible things happening in this world at present and things might get done rather than put aside or ignored
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