Voices Of The Ignorant

A poem for the Artist,Poets, and Believers left in this world...

Is there a lesson to learn

When surrounded by ignorance?

A voice that will yell

When solitary? 

No reason

In society?

Everyday,

Voices of the ignorant

Test my nerves.

Everyday,

Tears of the broken

Lead me to write

Words never spoken.

Little children,

Destroyed before 

Understanding what

"Faith"

Means...

Hearts,

Spill their blood

Before they

Know what

"Love" 

Means...

Dreams,

Crushed before

Understanding what

"Perseverance" 

Means...

Is there any hope

For a dreamer

Of the unspeakable

To cope

In a life of the

Realistic?

It seems they rule our days:

People without courage,

People without strength,

People who have never died

Inside.

Where is modesty?

Where is friendship?

Where is love?

Where are the dreamers?

Where are the 

Weird,

Creative,

Beautiful,

Majestic

Artists, Poets, Believers?

Every moon needs its stars,

Every heart needs its passion,

Every lover needs another...

How would they live without their pair?

A starless night?!

A passionless heart?!

A lonely lover?!

Society is a hypocrite: 

Rejecting the insane

When they're truly insane

Themselves!

Everyone who says,

"I can get through this!"

"I don't care what they say! I'm beautiful anyway!"

"Your insults don't hurt me!"

"My dreams are tomorrow's reality!"

Are the sane ones.

I think people are quick to judge

When they've judge themselves to death...

They're a hallow shell

Full of their battered heart

That they broke to the point

Of no return.

So,

My heart may be scarred,

Broken,

But at least

I'm not insane.

Reviews

[SpokenWord]

We will always have ignorance in our world and through them we will know wisdom of how not to treat others. We are all connected on this planet rather we chose to see it or not but it is easier for us to pretend we are totally independent. Great write

[Aristede Craig Jr]

love it Love the truth the passion emotion, the feeling just to feel numb yes i know that feeling then , im reborn to die and be reborn some of us live stuck in a cycle of the phonenix, others die never being alive but lets fly

[Kyla H]

Ignorance will forever be among us, sadly. Anyway, this is very heartfelt and has made me think of how the things we say and do effect others. Very well done.

[Fabric Pulse]

I will store this with my own book of writings because that's how much of an impact it has made. I want to read it over and over again as a reminder to keep holding on because someone understands my struggle.

[solo2be]

A very powerful poem, I could almost hear you speaking the words.