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til its hard to speak
I can almost touch common sense
but its out of reach
got the the munchies
time to eat
no worries of sugars and meat fillers
the new world order
wants us to all be obese

can not drink the water
this world is filled with dread
the birds are poisoned
theres a monster under my bed
the televisions on
disinformation is continually spread

everything I got
I learned from my peers
and we all went to school
the school of societies fears
manic and depressed
is on display here
these are the fruits
the system has come to bear

sit at home
buying things on the internet
stay on line to long
and you know what I will be doing next

cigarettes killing me
cant catch my breath
writing poems
chain smoking
apostrophes never leave the complex
this flows incomplete
it is not finished yet
[comments] => 4 [counter] => 65 [topic] => 43 [informant] => unknown_utopia [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )

Friday After Noon

Contributed by unknown_utopia on Saturday, 29th June 2019 @ 01:46:25 AM in AEST
Topic: oops

wake and bake
til its hard to speak
I can almost touch common sense
but its out of reach
got the the munchies
time to eat
no worries of sugars and meat fillers
the new world order
wants us to all be obese

can not drink the water
this world is filled with dread
the birds are poisoned
theres a monster under my bed
the televisions on
disinformation is continually spread

everything I got
I learned from my peers
and we all went to school
the school of societies fears
manic and depressed
is on display here
these are the fruits
the system has come to bear

sit at home
buying things on the internet
stay on line to long
and you know what I will be doing next

cigarettes killing me
cant catch my breath
writing poems
chain smoking
apostrophes never leave the complex
this flows incomplete
it is not finished yet

Copyright Â© unknown_utopia ... [ 2019-06-29 01:46:25]
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Re: Friday After Noon (User Rating: 1 )
by JamesStockdale on Saturday, 29th June 2019 @ 05:49:27 PM AEST
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That is the world today. Sad ain`t it?
Great write and this was one of the many great stanzas....

"everything I got
I learned from my peers
and we all went to school
the school of societies fears
manic and depressed
is on display here
these are the fruits
the system has come to bear"

Re: Friday After Noon (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 30th June 2019 @ 06:18:42 AM AEST
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oh first, it/'/s good to have
peers to suss things out,
oh first, we are all conjoined,
but not all the same,
vastly different, we figure
things, bold and indifferent,
still, the world has nothing
but things to avoid, we should
together learn how to make it
possible to have clean water
to drink, we should not call it
food, we should call it more
like, exquisite offerings from the Earth
that is passed down from long ago,
so that we would not get addicted
to Cheetos, and sugar water,
which is easy on the caveman mind.
And so, like a magic wand, Moses
cut a knife through a giant sea of jello
--- oh wait, I am sorry, that was Bill Cosby.
NBC, Things You should know...
don/'/t give drugs to women so that you can
rape them, because it/'/s wrong. And it is not
funny!!!
Peace!

Re: Friday After Noon (User Rating: 1 )
by hauntedscorp on Sunday, 30th June 2019 @ 08:38:19 PM AEST
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Makes me think of the phrase “everywhere I go, there I am”.
The madness of our own minds can be crippling.

//I can almost touch common sense
but its out of reach// ...

YES.

~Scorp

Re: Friday After Noon (User Rating: 1 )
by Jecks on Monday, 16th September 2019 @ 01:23:27 PM AEST
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It/'/s like the desire to write was so strong, yet there was no stronger inspiration available other than the depressing issues of life that constantly surround us,
Interesting how this poured onto the page!

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