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Point of life


Author: Kane Martyr
ASL Info:    17/M/Kentucky
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Class/Type: Misc /Serious
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Kind of song-like, but a strange format that i just decided to go with. Been sitting in one of my books for a while, waiting to be edited and posted. Tel me what you think.


Point of life



I saw a homeless man die today.
On the unforgiving streets his
life poured out for all to see,
but none looked beyond
their own imaginary pains.

Isnt is so sad?
So sad when grown men cry?
So sad when the innocent die?

I saw a spurned harlot die today.
Beneath the neon lights her
bare body lay open for all to see,
but none glanced at the broken whore,
they shielded their modest eyes with disgust.

Isnt it pathetic?
Pathetic that we throw away our daughters to the wolves
to hide our own shame?

As I walk this journey
called life I look and I see
and I realize that were not really worth it at all.
Greed, Lust, Pride and Jealousy
cloud our vision from those that actually need love.
Are we going the right direction?

I saw a lonely orphan die today.
On the crowded alley his
tiny, filthy body just lay,
death by epty tomach as wealthy gluttons just walked on by.

Isnt it so worthless?
Worthless that we throw away what we need,
and steal what we only want?




Submitted on 2006-10-31 19:51:49     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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  this is incredibly powerful in all its context and reminds of a line in the movie..boondock saints... "there is another kind of evil... the indeference of Good men"... and i think that this poems deffinately pertains to the indifference of those who walk through life keeping to themselves and seeing these things happen and not doing anything about it..
| Posted on 2007-01-14 00:00:00 | by silentpoison | [ Reply to This ]
  yeah humans normally just pretend they dont know watts going on because we pick and choose what we want to see and what we want to hear.

awsome write.
| Posted on 2006-10-31 00:00:00 | by darkness | [ Reply to This ]


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