The Trenches of Life
Set the Mood
Walking through these trenches of dread,
Perhaps it’s that all their brains are dead?
Could it, would it, should it be left unsaid?
Perhaps I’ll find comfort lying in bed.
For why would I ever want to take part,
In words tossed about like poison darts?
Ideals spread 'round like rotten farts,
Silencing passion before it could start.
Nay, you shall find me in my own world,
Perhaps in the arms of a beautiful girl.
Writing lines to make her soul twirl,
And away from those acting a churl.
For we are better in our world alone,
Better here where we can feel at home.
This is a place where none cast their stone,
Forever here you are welcome to roam.
So please come now and stand by me,
I’d like to dance with you and be free.
Stand against those who would seek to be,
Nothing more than a bitter enemy.
Relax Yourself
You know I've been working very hard on living up to my own standards, and in doing so I always find the hardest part to be including others in the equation. We often have opposing views, views we live by but others do not, and we use our views against them like a weapon. It is about time we seek to love and understand one another, not seek to "fix" them or "destroy" them in lieu of what you'd consider progress.
The forums, again, were the main inspiration for this poem!
Comments
Kyler J Falk (author) from California on April 23, 2020:
Your generous heart and kind soul will bring you and the world around you wonders, Mitara.
Good to see you back, and thank you for reading!
Mitara N from South Africa on April 23, 2020:
Hi Kyler
Exceptional and poetic justice to your write. I have to catch up on all your exciting articles.
Still around, good to hear I have been missed. With the current lockdown have been trying to assist those that are still on street with with no form of assistance from the government in regards to food supplies and parcels. It's really sad and heart wrenching what most are going through. Every little bit helps and I am trying to do my part, may not be much but working around thoughts and ideas to help daily, so many mouths to help feed.
Thank you for looking out for me.
Take care keep well and be safe
Kyler J Falk (author) from California on April 21, 2020:
It would seem great minds think alike, Shauna! Perhaps we were operating on some sort of higher wavelength and time blended together for a minute!
Shauna L Bowling from Central Florida on April 21, 2020:
I love this poem, Kyler. I sort of live in my own little world. I can choose who enters and not be riddled by naysayers or those whose morals are different from mine.
This poem reminds me of something I said to you when I commented on your 100th post.
