Whatever Our Choice Poem by Kevin Patrick
Whatever Our Choice
Whatever our choice, whether we choose step out
Into this world full of cannibal actors
Hungrily competing for lines and a lead role
In a play called life that's just to tedious to watch
Whether we sell our smiles to perfect strangers
And take the chance as being called an easy mark
Or reveal the bare details of our desperation's
Only to watch the naked laughter of our shortcomings
Force us to recoil into our animal wailing's
As we trust our closest friends to plant the knife
Between our open shoulder blades
as down payment for our hospitality
Whether we search for happily ever afters
Only to find a horror story called marriage
Where everyone is a cold-blooded serial killer
And the cruelest death is love gutted with a chainsaw
No matter what we do, whether we choose to stand still
The world is still shuffling us to the graveyard
So whatever our mistakes, whatever our hopes
And dreams turn into lollipops of ash
They will be buried between us and the worms
The world is still shuffling us to the graveyard So whatever our mistakes, whatever our hopes And dreams turn into lollipops of ash They will be buried between us and the worms
Really it is the bitter reality we are confronting it, even if we dislike it and somehow each of us suffering from all these brutal and rudeness, but here thankfully you have discovered the big dark side of human evilness, we wished it wasn't like that, honestly your masterpiece of work deserves a top mark and onto the fav list well done
We confront the sad realities of life, though we wish to lead a peaceful and joyous life. Our dreams are cruelly smashed and our love life meets with deadly betrayals. Finally our dreams are buried in our graves to play hide and seek with maggots....! What a piteous end you have delineated for man! A very touching write, powerful and poignant!
And the cruelest death is love gutted with a chainsaw No matter what we do, whether we choose to stand still The world is still shuffling us to the graveyard
Due to sufferings sometimes dreams are buried. Sometimes dreams are materialized. Life on this Earth is amazing. Some compete with hunger and poverty and some up-rise with wealth. Finding horror is somehow shocking. Life should be motivated with positive perspectives, rights, equanimity, love, care and peace. A brilliant poem is amazingly penned...10
Very solid advice. Yes whatever out travails we end up perfect now...lying six feet under. Away from every ones thunder in communion with maggots.
As we trust our closest friends to plant the knife Between our open shoulder blades as down payment for our hospitality Whether we search for happily ever afters Only to find a horror story called marriage Where everyone is a cold-blooded serial killer
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4/30/2024 3:35:07 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Wow so dark but true, we are all racing to death epilogue. In our own time, own pace, own way. Some not satisfied even when the end is reached. We should all try to enjoy every moment. Because unless you can predict the future with a great degree accuracy you won't know when. Facing the story that will always have a different ending. And you will only get to go through the journey once. Great thought provoke poem.