The darkness faded into light and,
The sun's first rays hit the earth,
Filling the air with ill luck and evil,
It was going to be one of those days....
He woke up to the realization, that
He was now 'a victim of humanity',
A victim, to the inherent dishonesty and thievery in humans,
consequential of evolution from predators.
Bereaved of his precious,
By an act of insidious and defenseless violence,
He rose in anger only to find that he was incapacitated of a response.
Disappointment and disgust seeped into his blood,
As he digested the death of morality and the helpless situation.
Confusion and chaos followed through out the day,
And "learned helplessness" was consuming him like the 'Hollywood' quick sand.
After all what power does a mortal hold,
when the devil chooses to smile upon him?
PS: quick sand- http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quick_sand
learned helplessness- http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Learned_helplessness
a victim of humanity, refer Bertrand Russel - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Human_nature#State_of_nature
3 comments:
hey...me thought i posted a comment on this but guess amnesia strikes again.... am i becoming senile already?? anyhow as i have already told you, you kind of outdid yourself with this one. i for one thought that you cut pasted it so that's like a huge compliment in itself..anyhow...u've been tagged...chk out my blog post titled the music tag...and finish it fast
well honestly even i was amazed at my string of thoughts while i was writing this poem... I guess it was because i was trying to console my loss.
wow, that is awesome! totally sums up what i feel most of the time, great verse, i would like to just add two more lines, "What power does mortal hold, when god turns his back on him"
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