Damn the wave of progress by Aruemos

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Submission Name: Damn the wave of progress dots

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Author:	Aruemos
ASL Info:	20/M/StL
Elite Ratio:	7.24 - 102/79/40
Words:	101

Class/Type:	Poetry/Political
Total Views:	168
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Damn the wave of progress dots

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Sheer the beauty from the wall
Angels never there at all

Children sit gap and stare
as spires reach into the air
Babel builders best beware

Devils slam empty doors
Sin pours from our pores

Price be paid in youthful wage
sacrifice at any age
Born from pride that builds to rage
Holy soul in rotting cage

Careful what you wish for now
before the towers which you bow

Mortals waste as mortals do
precious time without a clue
spill brother's blood anew
All as we turn blind eye too
What you sew, we will rue

Submitted on 2007-11-22 03:20:25 Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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I think that most of humanity has progress wrong. Some of us tend to just flinch at the sentencing of things and jut go for the easiest way out.

"What, it's too cold? Stop making that wollen sweater and just cut down those trees"

"Just throw that there, the rain will clear it out anyway."

"We need a coat to match those pants. Kill that tiger."

Yes, I am being mellow dramatic. But you have to admit, a great deal of humanity's dealings usually lead to the degeneration of our resources. It seems to have a very short-sighted view of things.

Anyway, the poem does come in strong. It knows what it wants and comes after it almost relentlessly. At most angles it does seem a bit too aggressive (to the point that it almost comes across as robotically angry.) But then again, most of us do need a lot of spanking.

Alright then.

| Posted on 2007-11-22 00:00:00 | by ANGELO | [ Reply to This ]
This poem raised a great point, that human society isn't necessarily progressing. In Strange Meeting, by Wilfred Owen, one of my favourite poets. He wrote that:

Now men will go content with what we spoiled,
Or, discontent, boil bloody, and be spilled.
They will be swift with swiftness of the tigress.
None will break ranks, though nations trek from progress.

I liked the rhyme, rhythm and repetition in this as it made the delivery of your message more emphatic.
A great write, thanks for sharing.
| Posted on 2007-11-22 00:00:00 | by Speacenik | [ Reply to This ]

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