Time

When the dead become insane
The tramps the down, the ill-arranged
The junkies burning over flames
The fools who couldn’t be renamed
Where do they go to shoot the light
Eat the bread
Kill the night
The times are changing
Tells you on every wall
Don’t expect to be caught
When you jump, get pushed, or fall
The tickets gone my friend
Like the train that didn’t depart
Start queuing up for the next life
Can the hospital have your heart
You’ll have to be quick my friend
The man on the bridge has got a head start.

Reviews

[Soundz]

This one makes me feel a sense of urgency, but I'm not sure where I want to go.
I feel the need for the reader to change their life, but I see there is no changing it.
Your work is very morbid, but inspirational to me. I see it as a way to avoid heavy life choices, like drugs. I don't want to be caught between death and trying to catch the train that's already gone.
Great work!

[Paul Bell]

I suppose the choices are there.
Though it's how see life.

[mattavelli]

Hello, Paul! :)
So many ways to live, eh? Haha
I enjoyed the first half, beyond that it lost its rhythm.

[Paul Bell]

I suppose in the second half. Death was coming fast.

[The Seeker of Thoughts]

What a great piece. I felt enraptured as I read it as if time was telling the tale itself. Thank you for the writing.

[Paul Bell]

Thanks. Great monocle. The Seeker of Thoughts.

[Sakshi]

That's true.. It's time to start to make your life awesome. I found this poem motivational.. I liked it.

[Paul Bell]

I feel you're ready for action. Gym kit on.

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

I am not sure i was ever alive...the pain tries to fool me...

[Paul Bell]

Queenie, you're well alive. Where have you been.

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

It is hurricane season here... I am always on the run so to speak this time of year....

[Paul Bell]

You take care

[Tony Jordan]

The walking dead - are no fiction - they walk among us nowadays - perhaps they always did.
Bleak as f**k and rightly so Paul - good job.

[Paul Bell]

You're right, Tony. The more you're out and about, the more you notice it.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

when we no longer feel relevant or that we can make a difference----we succumb to the urge...and it come so quickly there is no preparation----no warning...and those left behind have their hearts donated to a life of missing.

[Paul Bell]

I've known a few people who have called it a day.
And they were the strong ones.

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

Yes "the ticket's gone my friend"- the bell has tolled for thee in these inhumane days. Superbly relevant rant against the lethal Social Darwinism prevalent now. Lack of healthcare, lack of critical services, lack of a safety net for the most fragile. Great flow, cadence, rhyme..."listen to the sounds of silence"...and the words of the prophets. I applaud you and your 'killer' poem my friend! Excellent write.

[Paul Bell]

I think the day they started care in the community, was definitely the downfall of society.

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

You are so right Paul! All to try to save money at the cost of lives. It had no cohesive plan or infrastructure. Too much subcontracting and fraud. It killed my spirit as a nurse and is one reason why I retired.:(

[Lydia Shutter]

That man on the bridge has a head start to what? To death? No, we can not expect to be caught and that is precisely why we have to avoid standing on that bridge. Make the changes needed and walk tall! As others have told you..."Can the hospital have your heart" is a great line! Hard hitting poem with great rhyming. Kudos to you. Lydi**

[Paul Bell]

Thanks Lydia. Life sure is cheap these days.

[DIVYA]

This poem made me remove the rose tinted glasses I have on for the last two days. The reality is uglier as I can see here. Some amazing lines here Paul:

"Don’t expect to be caught
When you jump, get pushed, or fall"
-So no pity parties for me anymore

"Can the hospital have your heart"
-Nope. Thats too scary. I'd rather give it to Paul ;)

Overall appreciated much 100/100

[Paul Bell]

I'll look after your heart, DIVLA. As long as it can run up hills.

[DIVYA]

Lol. The poor thiinng! :))))