Nautica Moxley


Mind Of A Justified Hillbilly - Poem by Nautica Moxley

I sat,
Wondering,
Pondering those unclear thoughts in my already unclear head,
Dreaming,
Hoping,
That one day ill understand,
How this crazy,
And damn right odd,
Universe is working,
Cuz for it to be something that supports life,
A lot is turning,
Children die every minute of every day,
But if the universe is maintaining life,
Why is life being taken away?
Why do old folks die?
And mankind cry,
Why is there war?
I mean were all supposed to be fighting for the same cause,
I don't know about the rest of you,
But my cause is to live,
Why hurt you?
What accomplishment does that give?
He's my brother,
She's my sister,
I don't know why they're so bitter,
I'm just saying,
I'm just wondering,
This is why I'm sitting pondering,
Because I just don't get the jest,
Of why we hurt each other,
Instead of finding the resources that we all need and miss,
I guess I'll sit here,
Like all of you,
Cuz while little jimmy shoots little sally,
In this crazy ass war,
This is all we do,
Sit.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 2, 2014

Poem Edited: Tuesday, August 5, 2014


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