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Nov 09, 2008
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Apathy
APATHY
Through the darkened streets I walk
Where the homeless people stalk
At endless alleyways I balk
hearing unkempt people talk
through foggy clouds of emptiness
and shadow lands of loneliness.
(Society gone amiss!)
The hazy pools of streetlamp light
The emptiness of city night
The murky depths of hopeless flight
oozing blood to blind your sight
as neon rainbows glare at you
with empty words that read so true.
(Understood by just a few.)
Bright and gay the hanging sign
attracting you with its design.
Catchy phrases that sound benign
Hiding there so you won't find
the empty promises it's lobbed
from behind the bright facade.
(Oh God, they've been robbed!)
The hopeless and muddy plight
of staring eyes without sight.
Like a putrid creeping blight
on the never ending fight
of screaming at the neon sky
and wondering why you even try!
(Can't you hear them Cry?)
The ever present monotony
of sin and mediocrity
that everyone's too blind to see.
Wallowing in the misery
I stumble on impatiently
afraid I'll wander helplessly
with car lights shining blindingly
upon the shattered hopes of me.
(Can no one hear my plea?)
They turn their heads unconsciously
bragging of their honesty
as lies are flowing liquidly.
They walk on by hastily
to their home and family
living life so emptily
within this town of apathy...
(Apathy echoes soundlessly.)
Through the darkened streets I walk
Where the homeless people stalk
At endless alleyways I balk
hearing unkempt people talk
through foggy clouds of emptiness
and shadow lands of loneliness.
(Society gone amiss!)
The hazy pools of streetlamp light
The emptiness of city night
The murky depths of hopeless flight
oozing blood to blind your sight
as neon rainbows glare at you
with empty words that read so true.
(Understood by just a few.)
Bright and gay the hanging sign
attracting you with its design.
Catchy phrases that sound benign
Hiding there so you won't find
the empty promises it's lobbed
from behind the bright facade.
(Oh God, they've been robbed!)
The hopeless and muddy plight
of staring eyes without sight.
Like a putrid creeping blight
on the never ending fight
of screaming at the neon sky
and wondering why you even try!
(Can't you hear them Cry?)
The ever present monotony
of sin and mediocrity
that everyone's too blind to see.
Wallowing in the misery
I stumble on impatiently
afraid I'll wander helplessly
with car lights shining blindingly
upon the shattered hopes of me.
(Can no one hear my plea?)
They turn their heads unconsciously
bragging of their honesty
as lies are flowing liquidly.
They walk on by hastily
to their home and family
living life so emptily
within this town of apathy...
(Apathy echoes soundlessly.)
— Rett, Nov 09, 2008
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Critiques
Barbara Writes
17 years 7 months ago
It resonate well
Rett
17 years 7 months ago
Thank you Barbara
Lonnie
17 years 7 months ago
No apathy in your poetry, Rett!
Rett
17 years 7 months ago
I've been there Lonnie
Janice Pearce
17 years 7 months ago
Apathy
Rett
17 years 7 months ago
Thank you Janice
Kailashana
17 years 7 months ago
Rett you keep on keeping on.
Rett
17 years 7 months ago
Mad as a hatter and full of chatter
leonard daranjo
17 years 7 months ago
Human angst and its various expressions
Rett
17 years 7 months ago
Thank you very much Leonard
infinite_dwarf
17 years 7 months ago
Was thinking the same thing....
Rett
17 years 7 months ago
Thanks Jess, I appreciate it