dutifully numb
i awake to the progress of humanity
i hit the snooze button of my apathy
i fall back to numb
i am the product of my generation
the apple of my society's eye
i cannot name the sins i was born into
i cannot understand the sins my society claims for me
i stand under the cold waterfall of
their words
numb, not understanding meaning
who is this enlightenment?
have i met strength of character?
i will pay any price to someone who can give me just
a cupful of truth.
kindness and empathy i understand.
both mean when someone stands
close enough they're warmth makes me less cold.
i'm grateful for those times
and sad that all the other words slip by
i begin to wonder if they are made up
dragons, santa claus, and love
fairies, sin, eternal life
purpose, meaning, happiness
sometimes when people speak to me
i feel so small
like a child- not understanding any of it
maybe i am a child-
short in understanding and tall on innocence.
their meanings are not at my height.
they need to shorten up
or face downward
when they speak their nonsense
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