Bitter...perhaps

Discussion in 'Poetry' started by honeyhannah, Aug 18, 2006.

  1. honeyhannah

    honeyhannah herbuhslovuh

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    American Spirits,
    you disected: American is a foot pedal for consumerism control
    we step on the gas and go, when we hear it
    Spirit though, what is the only way it's used?
    "We've got the spirit, yes we do, we've got the spirit how 'bout you?"
    and I never felt my spirit, until Sacramento was suddenly
    under my feet.

    We believe conspiracy, is a conspiracy
    we curse the weeds on the side of the road,
    keep our middle finger on hold while driving,
    and can't wait to build more houses for our fat asses,
    letting more concrete pop up, covering the grounds,
    frowning our red pimply faces on those who don't go to college,
    or who smoke ciggarettes.

    Angelina Jolie,
    is what we talk about around the island in the kitchen
    and call those naive, idealists who stand around trying to make change,
    trying to find things out for themselves,
    and we can will our cunts wet, Ani.
    We do it because we're too lazy to change who we are,
    we stick with what we have, we stick with who we have.
    We are cowards, afraid to see what might be...

     
  2. honeyhannah

    honeyhannah herbuhslovuh

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    this doesn't look the way I wrote it, that pisses me off.
     
  3. deep_blue_death03

    deep_blue_death03 Member

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    Hell yeah, tell it like it is. This poem is so true of Americans and what America has become. Seems like the walls are closing in, and no one cares to break through anymore. It makes me wonder if there is only a rare and special kind of spirit that has the heart with wings. Why would anyone not want to "fly"? Only the free thinkers know what these people are missing. We see the picture behind the paint they've scattered over the true beauty and reality of life. This is why I love being a hippy. Great poem!!!
     
  4. sylvanlightning

    sylvanlightning Prismatic Essence

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    Rage, beyond compromise, into Bliss.

    Deep within, alone turns into all-one.

    In this dreaming matrix, how do we find a reflection
    of what we wish to see... unless we create it.
     
  5. misterrain

    misterrain Banned

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    Hannah, you really are talented. After I read one line, I honestly didn't expect the next, and then it actually fit together quite nicely, and communicated the meaning as well. You have a unique voice.
     
  6. honeyhannah

    honeyhannah herbuhslovuh

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