Disgust And Disdain - Poem by Stacey Gibbs
I’m so tired
worn-out from all this crap.
The load is heavy
but I’m willing to take it.
Here’s the funny thing
You don’t know how the load weighs on me.
It presses down on my lungs
causing me to gasp for breath.
Taking small steps toward the goal
but falling back down.
You could help me back up
but you don’t care.
You hide behind a mask
the mask of disgust and selfishness.
You look upon this world with disgust and disdain
only caring about your vanity and self.
You live for you
and you only.
Life’s like a surprise
not knowing what tomorrow will bring.
So live it
and help us.
and stop the disgust and disdain.
Disgust and disdain
is like a wilting flower.
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