Today’s thoughts

[XLateralus]

No real meter.. probably only makes sense in my head. 
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Political unrest, and riots in our streets.
not a particularly strong opening, this could literally be the opening line to any sudo-political pop song written in the last, well... 10000 years?

Circular wars, and scorched earth in the Middle East.

Mothers lying their babies to rest, while fathers are resting in another woman's sheets.

All the while, another child looses their life on the streets.

lists of strife are rarely effective as poetry, trust me, i’ve tried to make them work...

The media calls them "casualties of war".. To me more like casualties of greed which media? Are you writing a pre-vietnam period piece?

Just another paid advertisement embedded in your feed this line would be more affective if it were illustrated, like, for example in ratm’s “No Shelter” “coca-Cola is back in the veins of Saigon And Rambo too, he got a dope pair of Nikes on”

As a people how do we heal, what do we need?

How do we come together and plant that seed? more questions isn’t the answer.

It’s not going to happen behind a keyboard 

Cut the social media umbilical cord.  i would cut everything in the poem, except this line, and build a poem around this metaphore, as this is the most unique aspect of the poem....

We don’t need another “like” 

Your insta dopamine spike. 

But go on get your fix, just a few more clicks. 

Then get needle out of your arm, rather phone out of your hand.

Go outside and join your fellow man.

Pull the blinders off of your eyes

Fox, CNN, you, me... it’s all lies
 
Don’t accept the chaff when when we all deserve the wheat why don’t we deserve the chaff? i ain’t done nothing particularly special to be “deserving of the wheat” and i’m sure i’ve done just enough to be deserving of the chaff.....

Their words so sweet, I can feel the cavities in my teeth  

We are a pasteurized and preservative filled, prepackaged generation.

Graciously provided by media sponsors and major corporations..

The world is so much better than we all make believe the poem argues the opposite

Now if you don’t think so... here’s my recipe to MAKE it so

Be someone good how.

Do something good what is that.

Love the ones beside you what if they are Guilty. Ignorance is learned.

Love the ones behind you 

Lift up the old

Help strengthen the weak 

So a little pity, for the meek  

Just turn off the power,
 We’ve all become a little sour

And let’s get some good vibes back into our lives. 


Peace.