Confused and Frustrated About Why

by The Nameless Poet   May 10, 2007


Not my best poem i wrote it kinda fast(10 minutes). well read on, u probably won't like this or agree, but its the truth....

Theres something missing, but what could it be
I been searching but cant seem to find what it is that I need
Threw these years the tears have freed the sorrow but no more,
For I can no longer cry when grief builds a home deep down in my core,
The stress begins to rise, and now I'm stuck in depression,
I dint possess what is needed to escape this saddened expression,
I have tried to utilize my lessons in a way,
Which would help me escape my fate of being lost at any time of the day,
Things can happen so fast, without warning, you wont see it coming,
But I'm tired of fleeing now I'm feeling that warming sensation of no longer running,
But yet I'm still troubled, confused you can see it in my writing,
Although I'm swinging at the shadows I dint know what I'm fighting,
I'm still searching for the meaning,
Dreaming up all kinds of nightmares, visions of my people no longer breathing,
Worried about the world today and what lies in the future,
How will we survive, when most rely on the data of a computer?
That'll soon be all gone, lost along with the world we know now,
So many problems increasing, destiny has arrived to take us all down,
The world is getting hectic Bush messed it up for everyone,
Started a war we cant win, its a holy war that will never be done, until we loose and they win, even if it takes killing everyone,
Plus Castro's threatening to have MS-13 commit murders in mass amounts,
If America attacks Iran, plus there smuggling nuclear weapons all around,
The world to here to blow up major cities from the inside out,
Al Qaeda and everyone who hates America are now joining forces,
To destroy America and at least 2 million youths, I'm feeling hopeless,
Cause what can we do, not much, but sit and think about these disasters,
Soon to come, and hows life going to be from here on after,
Plus theres a new disease that has no cure on the way,
An epidemic soon to be air born, and kill more than AIDS,
I been thinking a lot about all of these things,
If only America never came to be non of these things,
Would ever come to my generation of people,
America destroyed itself with its greed claiming everyones equal,
Pollution making the storms get worse mostly because of America,
All there industry made factories and using natural resources,
Destroying the ozone and creating super storm forces,
Looks like Ill never get to see what life would be like past 25,
All Ill see is my people and this world dying right before my eyes,
So many dreams will be lost; I wont get to see my family grow,
The young ones and new born babies, but I still have hope,
Don't tell me not to blame god, he could have stopped this,
But became ashamed of what this world became, and forgot us,
I'm not religious but everything people do now days,
Is completely against the creators way, and I'm afraid,
Its to late, for those who don't know how to live by the earth,
Cause they been taught to live by an industry made world since birth,
Enough said, I don't really know how to explain it,
I'm just confused about why and really frustrated,
I cant take it...

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  • 17 years ago

    by Alma

    Wow!
    powerful poem
    it is true that the world as we know it is very messed up we've got a war going on what for really? gangs in their thousands killing and hurting their own people. but people never open their eyes and perhaps they never will all anyone thinks about anymore is having more and money. well you might not be able to change the world but you can die knowing that you tried that you actually cared about something important and real. loved your poem,