To what purpose
till what need
how low must hope diminish
succumbing, to our fears
feet incumbent of each weary stumble, we’ve titled: progress
fingers trailing in scuffed remnants, of unhealthy stubbornness
eyes glistening - suppressing, windswept volcanic emotions
breath stuttering – overwhelmed, by our lung’s stagnant despair
regressive regret aimlessly deluding reactionary remorse
divisive depictions viciously reverting dreamed delusions
words cacophonous, to no avail
mining meaning in rumbustiously rhythmic, hollow: words
suffering, needs no meter or foot-tapping rule
all-of-time bears witness to our collective legacy - of rue
my journey too, an evolutionary echo of well-rehashed failings
like youthful ignorance mistaking refugee status – for home comfort's…
Till whose whistle do we continue, smiling
Bulldozing our way through, tear-stained regret
Is our backbone, permanently crippled
Curving further, generation after wasted generation.
When!
Will we utilise accountability’s, innate potential
for introspection fuelled:
change…
© L. B. Mek
June 2018
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Comments6
This impressive disclosure of reasons for keeping hurt inside deserves to be published and read to a much wider audience - first rate finalé which raises much food for thought on mental issues.
I agree dear Fay,
we need to share the normalcy in seeking help
for the logical wear-and-tear
that hinders our mental health, at times
just like our physical annual check-ups
if we remove the stigma attached to mental issues
maybe a day comes, when we all get a mental check-up
and it too - primitively, thwarts issues
allowing us to manoeuvre past the scarier ailments..
(thanks for the supportive comment, glad you enjoyed the read)
once again you have made your stand and your great speech, i can only eccho what dear Fay has said, i hope with all my heart you find a way of sharing this one with the world. a magnificent yet humble peice of poetry.
I'm not sure how much of your enjoyment of my scribbles
are due to your kindness, but humbly
I thank you!
for your revitalising words of support
dear, empathetic Poet 😊
When!
Will we utilise accountability’s, innate potential
for introspection fuelled:
change…
I would like to publish some of your works in our literary journal...
so glad you connected with the read, my friend..
I lack the eloquence to express my gratitude - in full
so I'll humbly, wholeheartedly: thank you
for your very kind words of encouragement
will the powers that be ever dig deep enough to fully understand just how serious the world of mental health really is?
I wonder!
a fine write L B Mek;
I doubt it, like all things
if they do recognise its existence: their main objective
is to distil, its exploitative elements and insure
they\'re the ones utilising it for their own, prosperity..
expecting empathy, from the 'powers that be'
is tantamount to expecting mercy
from a deranged, glutinously barbaric - beast..
(thanks for the insightful comment dear poet)
That change must be within us all to move on into a better life.
Andy
yeah I agree Andy, of all things
change that proactively effects our mental health
must: originate from within.. still,
we should encourage the utilisation of helplines
and general help/counselling, to aid
peoples journey of self-healing and or betterment
some words need to be shouted from mountain and roof tops wherever they might be ..
and from where they might provide a balcony from which to be heard ..
'some words, need
to be shouted
from mountain peaks and roof tops
so whenever they be heard
they'll provide, someone
A balcony
from which their comeback story
can begin, its Poetic journey ..'
Amen!
(know, these words of wisdom you share
are appreciated
much more than you can ever imagine
my friend)
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