yours is a tale written
on a wretched fallacy,
a brain as trivial as a myth,
and a future as dark as a nightmare…
and your impulsive laughter,
rapid anger,
sudden tears,
and futile monologues
all but reflect
your head:
hollow as your starving stomach,
pathetic as your decaying life.
and since you own your own world
and your thoughts are distinct;
we chose to neglect
that beneath your filthy clothes
and sullied fantasies
lies a man…
a man who breathes this same air
and plays this same game called life…
we chose to ignore
the burning pains
of hunger
suffering,
abandonment,
misery,
and hopelessness…
all rewarded to you
by your curse
we chose to name “abnormality”……
and a question that now haunts me:
“is it a blessing for us to be sane,
able to think and shape our fate?;
OR you are more blessed
for you’re immune
to the cruelties of life,
free to act and curse your fate?"
then I envy your soul,
your withered name,
and abandoned hopes;
realizing,
that you only struggled to live,
unlike us,
who lived to struggle…
*originally submitted for and published at emanilapoetry.com, 09.15.06
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10 comments:
nice! i especially love the last lines...pasali sa fan club mo hihi
another great writing!sana araw-araw may bagong post.
ang lalim! lupit ng utak mo bro.
two thumbs up!!!
ang galing! wala ako masabi..
napadaan lang..
The poem is too idealistic I should say. The wordings are meant to impress the readers. ( which I think worked for masses ). There's nothing new to offer regarding the subject, every angle has been heard.
just here to comment. As u say u need it.
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beatrice XOXO I don't envy him. There's no reason for me to feel that way.
I'll send my link soon.
i think you're an airhead, that's all.every angle's heard?? wow, read again. the delivery is just perfect: he blindly introduced the subject, then evolved into someone who's a familiar sight in the streets, then "mocked" him on how the majority sees him.and of course, the last lines says it all: a question all of us never thought of.
the last lines made me think hard and i find it very IRONIC, as to who really lost the world...this could gone both ways, as insanity is just but a hair's breath.
bless them men who were "unfortunates" and bless the poet who held the mirror of life.
i agree..kudos to lethal for bringing the true world to our doorsteps.a few more and i'll be inspired to a blog of my own.
and to anonymous: what's your problem????
gosh! you're really back! :D
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