Menial

[Liz11]

All the resources of modern life at hand

Infinite choices, possibilities
Why choose something so simple, so clearly meaningless 
As to spend time with menial tasks, attempting nothing to better your life
The lives of others 
The world. 
How can I be so ignorant? 
How can you?

The universe is waiting 
Feel the pull, the awe
Of the unimaginable complexity that sits dormant 
Waiting for a discovery
A daring realization 
That to hide behind the false sense of pride, 
Of satisfaction with mediocrity 
Is to further dismantle the ever evolving movement of ideas 

Don't hide behind the sensational, embrace it
Incorporate the idea of infinity into your perspective 
Encapsulate possibilities into thoughts 
Into ideas 
Into reality 
Into a differentiated section of consciousness 
A well of meaning no longer waiting to be tapped 
Ready to destroy pointlessness with the tip of a thought 


   

Hi Essuie,

I personally disagree with the comment below really enjoyed the theme of this poem. I can definitely empathize with your frustration of how meaningless daily life can seem. One suggestion I have is some further work on the structure in the first few lines. When I read this out loud, I had some difficulty making the first three lines flow. I feel that the second two lines may be a little too long compared to the line that proceeds them and those following. Maybe try to cut these down a bit or break them up somehow because I couldn't really get the rhythm to flow well at the start. Just something to consider