You know a 6 year old girl was killed in the middle of all that. And he has the audacity to sit there with his orange hair and say nothing, as if he owes nobody anything.
He who judges is never worthy of affording himself that role, and it's awfully sad that he who thinks he has a point to make, makes only a point to say nothing and mean nothing with his empty violence. And then let a child die for it. As if he were God watching as his son were nailed to the cross. And then straight into self-martyrdom, because he were so righteous.
This is so simply written but the complexities lie within the message you are sending out. And I like how you change and drift from very well written, written word/prose to become slightly more colloquial towards the end. It's as if you're digressing from the rational newspaper clipping documenting such an event to being there yourself, retelling the horror.
And I adore the ending. It's your angst and everybody elses, and sums up what is wrong with this capitalist, consumerist world where everybody has to be right, and pretty much, in this day and age, $12 will buy you more than you ever bargained for, and then could very well be the end of you. As if you never knew it was even coming.
We all pay for each others sins, and while most of us dont feel it straight away, you can bet your life on a 6 year old getting shot in the face because of that bad karma. The children always feel are wrath. Always.
I can sit and talk all day about gruesome killings and prematurely ended lives. I'm not proud of it. I'm kind of immune to it. In my little world, killings are becoming more and more of a normal occurrence. It's all about survival and it doesn't matter how you die and who killed you. Truth is you live, you die regardless of the circumstance, you will be mourned, gone, missed and forgotten. It seemed to me that we all are walking in the same path as the earth follows the orbit. No matter the age and the status. We question, we blame, we throw remorse to each other. But who will answer? Who will accept the blame? Who will stand for us? It's very hard to change one's self. It's ten thousand harder to change a nation. Idk, maybe we are just a part of God's experiment.
You're good at descriptions aren't you, anyways well done interesting message but, not supprise and well done on topic and all. Who knows whats wrong with people now a days and makes them shoot at a bunch of random human being just because; I forget what the reason was, I think it was so pety I didn't even care, just wonder why? Anyways well done with the poem keep up the excelente job.
Damn....I could rant all day about what happened in Colorado, but I'll refrain....You're piece strikes hard Cole. We pay the price and then some to live in this world, only to die. You don't get a refund for damages done to you by others, just a simple "I'm sorry for your loss, but there's nothing we can do. You'll now have to pay to bury your child in the ground." I don't understand how people can take another person's life, especially when they do so casually. My heart breaks when it comes to humanity, because it seems we are failing as a species. As time moves forward, our worlds seem to only revolve around money and trend. Morals, values, dignity, compassion, all those things and more are on the verge of extinction. It's very rare I meet someone who says "Am I in the wrong time era or what?" and questions what is idolized today. "Did you see Snooki drinking? Isn't she pregnant? Who's the moron that let that woman have a child?!" Sometimes it makes me resent, having brought a child myself into such a foolish, decaying world. I can only hope I teach her what I feel is right. I apologize for my rant(believe me it could have been longer), but like I said. This piece strikes hard. Very well done Cole.
Wow, your writing is pretty powerful. You speak your mind. Fantastic poem. Good video. It really tied together humanity's wrath and destruction, where control has no specific meaning where we all wish for paradise. Unfortunately, its a responsibility and not just a fantasy.
A right to own guns comes into collision with the simple dignity of civil life and what stands between them is the understanding we foster about individual responsibility in society. Its always easy to blame everyone else where we fail to see our part in the events that we experience.
The Moslem calls it 'Jihad ' where the logical guide is to destroy that which is wrong about us, by re-educating ourselves. But the line between what is within and that which is in the environment is a lesson that we still have to learn well.