The mob’s as grey, like homes they build,
shovelling all the lost,
killing dreams, free of guilt,
raising every cost,
but when they up, their heads from ground,
a little smile gave,
from a friend, that they had found,
a single guy who waved.
The mob’s as red, like fires they stoke,
warming everywhere,
fresh air, recycled with their smoke,
they cough, as they care,
yet in the fog, their wafting clears,
to see him acting brave,
mopping up, all the tears,
the single guy who waved.
The mob’s as black, like graves they dig,
smothering their short lives,
their strength is like, a broken twig,
a symbol of their times,
just before their eyes shut,
they ask to be saved,
“but it’s too late, to heal their cut”,
says, single guy who waved.
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Author:
AuburnScribbler (
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- Comment from author about the poem: In such a world, there are too many people, acting too clumsily and barbarically, by choosing to be too busy. However in the corner of their eyes, the multitude, look upon a figure, either it be imaginary or immortal, a single entity who always waves, and by such waving, it acts as a base friendly communication to the mob that are making a mess, to remind them to reclaim some purity, in order to heal themselves and the world around them. But, alas, with a overinflated sense of importance, and when there's big money to be made, "the guy who waved" is ignored by such a poisonous operation, until it's by far too late, for the billions to pay attention to remedy. I hope that you enjoy this poem, here's a wave from me to you all, and as always, please do stay safe everyone.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments3
Fantastic read scribbler
A mob I'm glad I'm not a part of
The last verse is a stunning finale
Waving back my friend
Thanks for the read peto, and for the very kind words, they are very much appreciated, and thanks for waving back.
I hope that all is well.
You've brought attention to something that should be reflexive in us, and sadly too many will ignore these days. A smile and a wave cost nothing, but reap such rewards. Science has proven that a smile is contagious, and a wave is acknowledgement of a fellow human being. I love that you have tackled this dilemma, awareness is the first step. Great write!
Thanks for the read, for the very kind words, and for favouriting this poem Bella, it's very much appreciated.
I'm in total agreement with you, the abhorrent state of real base human sociability, seems to hinge on what can be profited materially, especially in this modern age, rather than, what I've and you've mentioned; regarding the simple acknowledgement of either a smile or a wave, that adds no pressure at all, but rather tries to pour some relief, in such a hellish operation, created by the base sins and crimes of humanity. It has never been more our duty to change the way in which we operate, really clinging onto hope here.
Thanks again, and I hope that all is well.
You do this site proud my friend. Hope all is well with you!
Thank you Bella, and I'm hanging in there!
Fine write Ben, I will always wave though, and I even smile. LOL
Andy
Thanks for the read Andy, and for your kind words, and I'm glad that you continue to defiantly and happily greet, in such a sad broken world.
I hope that all is well.
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