Parasites

Jaxxie

Those who walk about our world

With a sullen heart you see—

They'll wash their souls,

vaunt their roles

Yet never will they agree

But, O' yes! When it fills their own,

No trouble will prove to spout

They'll say the names 'till they're raw

But never will they speak without—

For the problems aren't theirs 

Until the balance is fair 

For that they surely require—

As once the fix is broken again

They'll wait until they desire

  • Author: J.D (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 28th, 2023 15:55
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 8
  • User favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek.
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Comments2

  • rhmn_7

    Nice words!

  • L. B. Mek

    (thanks for sharing
    imbued with that frankness
    of deep insight!
    forgive me, I had to try
    and ink the feeble poetic reply
    below)
    as shards we congregate
    to aggregate a facsimile
    of existential congruity
    knowing
    a fire alarm, somewhere
    will set as free
    or a deafening explosion
    internally
    will grant us that finite
    mercy...



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