James McLain

Gold Star - 57,906 Points (1958 - / From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By)

The Human Condition - Poem by James McLain

The human condition is at it's peak
Sad affair.
Bound up in sadness this mirror that
Won't go away.

Wearing a green tennis shoe the other
Is red,
Surviving on meat a carcass that's dead.

Overwhelmed by mental illness a voice in
One's head,
Medication shock treatment a living that's
Hell.

Plotting and screaming being overwhelmed
Life that is meaningless it has all been said.
Religion that is different loosing one's
Head.
The human condition being different afraid.

Topic(s) of this poem: affair, concious, human


Comments about The Human Condition by James McLain

  • Soran M. HSoran M. H (1/3/2020 3:00:00 PM)

    nice to hear from you after a short break, a happy new year to you, yes we can see how well you have addressed some important issues of the modern life of human beings, as much as I read with pleasure these type of strong and meaningful poem I don't want to stop.10/10 brilliant (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2020



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