Pulling Plugs.

kevin browne

Treat me with some dignity don't treat me like a slave
Or those devils will rise up and take you to your grave
This man you read so well who blames the world on top
Pulling plugs from underneath the river but will it ever leak
Caressed by the intentions with forever by blowing down the hill
Lovingly crude as oil when the pain hurt and took my voice inside
Stop right there with the language that was hated in every way
Teach and show me some respect and I will show you how to die
And in teething with the terror which is that of who you will rule
Jumping bridges fall and your face will be the image of it all
Blaming it on you as another world begins to open up
Showered without the love which is normally shown from humans
Beggar the life who enters into the greediest selfish bargains
Down to the ground, we rise above that lives below us
With some sacrifices, the badness which kills leaves itself alone
Conjuring with the convictions into something that breach us
Flowered into believing each side of life revolves around goodness
Keeping others midriff the ocean floor where the dead shells lie
Blue is the colour, red is another we can all call blood
Fields of gold included the root of evil by who discovered it
Ranting along the lane of misfortune, it's horrid when winter shows
And the picture frame of silence is the saddest thing you'll see
But it brought me love and a place that love could be
So in showing now that time exists it's time to move along
And in standing up step by step is a long way to get home.

  • Author: kingkev101 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 12th, 2017 08:38
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Comments6

  • onepauly

    hey kevin,
    just read your beloved poem. great as ever. I understand a lot of it. there was one thing called time. time is an illusion, that man created. to do his daily routine. whichever it be. can we change the future of stars.? we cant change the future. ill finish this later.

    • kevin browne

      where have you disappeared to onepauly?

      • onepauly

        like I was saying. we cant change the future. I just want to say before I get started. this is for me I'm writing for myself. for my own security. ok we cannot change the future. no matter what we think do feel or say. free will or not the future will be like it always was meant to be. and also no one, I mean no one can predict the future. whatever you do that's what it was meant to be. if you make choices any choice you make was the way it was meant to be. we cant change the universe, we are the universe, the universe is everything. the universe is one. its us stupid humans thinking they can change the future. we can work with the future but we cant change it. I believe man is not ready for this kind of knowledge. the best thing is, know this. and go do your every day lifestyles. put this knowledge the back of your mind. and go on living like you always did. theres nothing bad in this. but skeptics are everywhere. . and animals have hearts bye bye

      • kevin browne

        onepauly, I do believe firmly we are living in the future already. you say we can't make our change our future well if it wasn't for the http addres we wouldn't be communicating as we all are in 2017. the telephone, the car, buliding we all made for our futures. education is for the future and for us to change our lives by it in the future. I am not disagreeing with your philosophies, I am merely pointing out that most things are done in order to change our future. it may be by choice or it may not, but either way, humans have mostly invented or discovered things so the future changes. if we all pulled together and healed the world then wouldn't tat be changing the future. thank you so much for your reply, I love critisism all the way home my friend. I learn the other side from it.

      • Augustus

        Somehow, in spite of all (to whom karma will deal with ) you blossomed my man. The plug may have been pulled but the best part is still here.

        • kevin browne

          That's very true Augustus, I'm still here my friend putting things right.

        • Poetic Dan

          Put your hand on a stove and 30 seconds feels like hours
          Be in the presence of beauty and hours can feel like 30 seconds 

          Just thought I'd add that 😉 great writer you are, always leaving my brain with not much to say but much to contemplate

        • kevin browne

          and with the blink of an eye you can see the light and that has always been my way. as the Great Muhammad Ali once said "the hands can't hit what the eyes can't see", and I guess that's where my philosophy lies. I agree totally on what you say, we just both put it differently. thanks Poetic Dan. your work ain't that bad either you know.

        • Heather T

          The thing that I'm learning to appreciate as I read you through time is that you always weave a tapestry of both tenderness and badassery. You are a deep well, Kevin.

          • kevin browne

            Heather T, I so appreciate you taking the time out to concentrate on what I write about. I have faith in this world yet, in dealing with what goes through my mind I still have to project the attractions which go on in there. I have a whirlwind for a mind which means it's difficult to control so I just let it all out pretty much at the same time. it's good for poets to flounder with their words because it makes you stronger with the next one you write. there is an art to creating poetry and I have only been writing for about 16 months and it will take a further 5, 10 or even 15 years to craft it how it should be. Tomorrow I will attempt a 'tenderness' poem seeing you picked up on it. you are completely right in what you say but there are a million sides to a person in poetry, there is me anyway. a deep well indeed I am.



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