Broken Pieces Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz

Look at all the broken pieces
Hear the sighs of lonely hearts
When darkness falls they cry
Tonight my soul aches with angst

Selfishness thrives on attention
The empty puff themselves up
Pride pontificates with knowledge
False dreams crumble into oblivion

All these graves filled with silence
Everyone so vain and self important
Competitive, needy, clutching, pompous
My inner world is so ugly at times

I hold on and refuse too forgive
I ruminate, circle and justify myself
My mouth fills with subtle gossip
I hate to be wrong and argue so well

All this pettiness I revolve around
The moon and stars are so pure
I wreak with insolence and sin
Thank God the cross has called

I look deep in the mirror at my life
My illusions and delusions crumble
Some say, Don't be so hard on yourself!
How else can I get well if I don't look?

Tonight I see all these broken pieces