The Change

The Change

A Poem by KeeD

Educated to be an a*****e

this is my distress call

as the city looks up at me with envy


Seated in a boardroom

filled with aristocratic goons

Crying out depravity


Urge for success

is the true meaning of loneliness

searching the city for one night stands


As I use and deceive

Self satisfactory aim to please

Such a broken man


Climb to the top

step by step the good people

they crumble and drop


Now at the peak of my career

Making the skyline appear

As the horizon clouds the world with fear


What have I truly achieved

Besides permanent enemies

Success is such a disease


Time to make changes

Wake up and realize 

there's more importance to life


Drive down to Boston

run for a cause

escape from the past


(bombs blast)


Now at the marathon finish line

I start to appreciate life

as death flashes before my eyes



 

 

© 2013 KeeD


Author's Note

KeeD
Just an idea I had 5 minutes ago this is what it formulated into.

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Crystal clarity defines this write, at first I thought he can't be writing this from his point of view, then as I continued into your insightful poem, the lightbulb went off! Five minutes, eh? Okay, so you're a genius, I knew that anyway!

Posted 10 Years Ago


Great writing, I'm impressed. I like that you incorporated current events as well. Keep it up.

Posted 10 Years Ago


KeeD

10 Years Ago

Thank you so much, for appreciating that^^
Your pen always amazes me, in any brief moment I pop in to read you my friend.
Each time you let me see different things, to absorb... I admire you that you write also quick ones, for they are mostly most true to the heart. This one indicates how lonely the top can be, and how really important it is, to be rich and full of glory when you're that already in your mind. just by being vain on top, you're not really on top, you're just a mascarade of a long lost self. You better be rich in your mind, and have little things to appreciate, and enjoy the smallest things, than to be corrupt in grandeur ... chained in it, suffocated in it, your last two stanza's bring me back to the moment, of megalomanic thinking... as you probably know as many others here, to what that can lead people... Great ponderings here, great work. I enjoyed the brief moment in your fantastic brain.

- Elisa

Posted 10 Years Ago


"I start to appreciate life

as death flashes before my eyes"

Is it true? We all already love life but may be, the minute death lays its hands upon us, we find the reason - the reason of existence, that we've been long looking for. Nice one Kee. :)




Posted 10 Years Ago


ok... how the hell did this idea transpire into this???????? u r doing that 3rd person view thing again... :-P

Posted 10 Years Ago


This was great. A clear message of reality ability to blind some until a dramatic shock jars the noggin and the heart. Makes me wish that more people would just be able to move upward in society without loosing their humanity.

Great Ink!
Aaron

Posted 10 Years Ago


Keegan, this is very profound. A very eloquent write! Your choice of words and insightful imagery depicting this person's metaphorsis of his attitude towards life, his journey... when it crashes before his eyes. We as homo sapiens...have to witness something so tragic to either start appreciating life/what we have, or those they love. Your vocabulary and arrangement of words in each stanza, as always is amazing. It's good to see you blazing your words onto paper/monitor with that pen of yours. write on :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


Beautiful writing, I love "I start to appreciate life as death flashes before my eyes" 100/100

Posted 10 Years Ago


Beautiful.. Pen On.. Do u read mine 2 Time, Why? and who is a poet.. If possible then give ur reviews..

Regards,
Lucky

Posted 10 Years Ago


as the city looks up at me"" with envy sometimes my city does the same lol , great poem for 5 minutes its absolutely fantastic


Posted 10 Years Ago



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KeeD
KeeD

Mumbai, India, India



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Hey I'm Kee, I'm 32 and work as a journalist in Mumbai, India. I dabble in writing poetry and do it purely to pump out the creative juices in my being. Thank you for stopping by, live, laugh and love .. more..

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