Im posting 2 poems I wrote. I have more just not typed yet. I hope you wont find the "suburbia" one to offensive I wrote it when I was well...Yeah pretty angrey.
"Suburbia"
A Camozots of human robots
Distilled from the pleasures of life
Suburbia has risen
And cut out the heart of each tree with a knife
Murders, walk blindly across each sorrowful grave
Nature is captured like the titans in their underground noose
Pulled up trees replaced by a none native shrub
Alienated people boxed like sardines
Fed to the masterminds
Behind there sick skims
What our children to do in this diluted empire?
In which are held of natural desire
Little box’s blink
Displaying a freak show
What is this mistaken generation?
Met to do
No wonder Christianity has grown like the flu
In a place were all natural things are seen as
Some taboo
And what’s with all these suv’s, trucks and jeeps
When people drive on concrete heaps
4 wheel drive has no reason on these roads
People buy the same things everyone else does because imagination is melted
In the same furnace that your hamburgers and makeup is made
You embarrass your self with your lack of creativity
That you never want to try
I wish I had the power return you people to your mother
Return you to the earth
Let you remember what everything is worth
“When flowers open before your eyes”
Have you ever seen a flower open before your eyes,
Have you ever counted the stars in the skies
Impossible these innocent feats may seem
Perhaps half reality half a dream
We’ve shed our infant eyes years ago
Sore from the cynical culture that we grow
Forced into human molds, watered by consumers drool
Bloating ourselves on earths plenty and never feeling full
A world of beauty raped and manipulated
Once our over generous mother earth, now seems over rated
And we are too impatient to listen to our hearts
Without which we are but mechanical parts
We are rats looking down on rats in a maze
From it learning nothing but adding confusion to our gaze
Is It so difficult to speak to bees
Or fallow a leaf caught in a breeze
Things like this may seem silly and perspicuously aloof
But if you seek more then this, these are virgin proof
That underneath this asphalt shell there is magic alive
Invoke it from your soul; it is from here that its origin has derived
Just two poems...
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Just two poems...
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