The Story of No Beginning or E -------------------------------------------
The Story of No Beginning or End
dark red skies
and yellow floating clouds..
and the wind blowing with its whispering sounds..
a flash of light ,
of darkest night,
and storm breaks through the sight
a blue and grey tornado breaks in
taking all that comes within
pulling everything from its roots
blowing it all off the roofs..
bringing everything to its early structure..
what a natural weapon of destruction..
nature's sounds and hurls of anger..
this is only when we realize the danger
when we realize we've abused too much
and destroyed too much
and then we start to flee and cry
and wonder why are the tides so high ?
and why is everything blown to the sky ?
and again we sit and cry..
for all the losses that lay behind
for the ones we let die..
and yet destroying nature is not enough..
and yet we invent weapons to destruct..
everything that we construct
everything others worked hard to build
everything man dreamed to reach..
All what man seems to do
is point fingers and just refuse
to listen to what others have to say
and just wage way and its others who pay
high-healed people with shiny suits
big limos and polished boots..
fat cigars stuffed somewhere..
puffing their smoke almost everywhere
and all they do is sign papers
make statements
and throw them at people like toilet paper..
some say we're the master race..
some say its the space race..
and some just sit and watch
and in the end the world becomes an arena
a scene of an act
where everyone takes part
were children cry
where mothers die
from cannons which aim high
and all of that is for what ?
Power.
money and greed
Forgetting what everyone wants or needs..
its all about the big gun.. and the dollar bill
its all about the liquid oil and the contract still..
its abuse or be abused..
its dying world which is turning so cruel..
and then we say
war against terror
and war against crime..
but actually it is us who are the roots of terror and crime..
our acts and our deeds
and letting stupid people take lead..
to lead us all into hell
to crush and burn like a nutshell..
how dehuman can we be..
when we fill someone with so many holes
he can barely be seen..
all in the name of democracy
all in the name of freedom
all in the name of God..
but none of those would actually lead to this start..
the start of the end..
the beginning of the end..
or the end of the beginning..
it doesn't really make sense anymore..
all shouting
all screaming
and ironically enough
the polished boots and the same limos
stay the same..
its such a big stupid and silly shame..
that they stay
and we fade away
after we let them lead the way !
congratulations human race..
for a Great stupid wholesome of decisions
which lead to our dehumanization..
to our humiliation..
to our disintegration..
to our ignorance..
and to our mutilation..
i hope only one day
God brings light into the heart of those
who can come and stand up
and blow those silly people away ..
and maybe..
maybe one day..
we'll have a chance to say..
We Are Humans.. with a clear conscience..
we follow God. Without extremes..
we love each other without speeches and not only in dreams..
and this is it ..
The Story of No Beginning or End
It's nice to hear what someone's thinking politically on this site. Not a lot of poems are based around something profound like this. It was well written, and the imagery was great. It was nice reading this, thankyou. Ciao.
I was completely taken aback. Someone who speaks freely, without care to say what everyone has been thinking. I think it's a beautiful and powerful piece, I like the way you worded your stanza's.
"congratulations human race.. for a Great stupid wholesome of decisions which lead to our dehumanization.. to our humiliation.. to our disintegration.. to our ignorance.. and to our mutilation.."
you could probably make it into a really beautiful song. Greatly done. Jaymi