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love is freedom
by Kalikala Smithwhere is it going?
who are we hurting?
where will we end up,
getting on like this?
why are we starving
the next generation?
does it make us feel better inside?
how do we let ourselves hide?
who are we fooling?
we are destroying,
the very thing that keeps us alive.
where is it going?
all of this fighting,
making our fears stronger everyday
and they say that's okay.
fill our minds with useless untruths
the lovers don't mind if their lover's lover loves someone new
and they don't waste any time pretending that that's how life is supposed to be
when they're used.
drop the bomb on someone else's property
its as if it doesn't matter that there's someone else's lover there too
and if there seems to be a problem
well, money can wash that away too.
Nothing is worth the trouble,
if it means that your soul gets lost along the way,
fuck the money, the battles, the profits, the killers,
the sinners, the saints, the winners, the losers,
the Pope and the President, the Parliment goverment,
if we're still dying each day.
we've got to try
to make it right
there's a world of pain to fight
here and now
take a stand
make the whole world understand
love is freedom. 03/28/2007 Author's Note: a cynical, self-redemptive approach to this damn strange world we live in. the paragraphs are a bit disjunct and i think i almost want to keep them that way... because hell... that's what the world is: disjunct. i like that word a lot.
Posted on 03/28/2007
Copyright © 2024 Kalikala Smith
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Richard Vince on 03/28/07 at 05:46 PM yes. leave it as it is. it works very well like that. as you say, it reflects the way the world is, as does the poem in general. |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 03/30/07 at 12:19 PM I feel this poem to the core of my being. Like you, I feel, we are lost souls and an endangerment unto this world, who need be wakened from our sleepwalk that we might perchance perceive that iceberg that surely waits, such Titans as we think we are. |
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