�Up to now we survived�

Ema�s challenge: - Word-paint me your interpretation of the picture�

“Up to now we survived”, we say and repeat

Believing the Universe conspires on our behalf

And as our world is tumbling down

Thinking and questioning are forgotten

A greedy black hole is ready to overtake

Nature, thought and the most beautiful dreams

“Up to now we survived”, we repeat as we eat

Our world that shrinks, becoming uniform

With out much space for the imagination adventure 

Of exploring new feelings, new lands, new rules

Questioning sensations or new forms of connection

“Up to now we survived”, but...

If we refuse to rediscover the individuality of humanity

Fighting, trying to paint everything with the same colors 

Killing each other and nature believing the universe 

Will protect us against all other forms of life

… Will we survive much longer?

We could survive, if we had the courage 

To make the journey to discover our natural links 

Regain the sanctuaries of thought creation

This forgotten universal space where all is different

Color, feelings, landscapes, believes, language

Open to the inside of our questing minds

Somewhere inside the infinity of our dreams

Reserves of the most incredible oasis and deserts 

We can look and find the strength we need 

To become, once again, thinking human beings

And not armies of miserable robots 

Commanded by greedy framed propagandas

Only inside ourselves we will find a way to survive

In the recreations of enchanting fantasies

Overcoming all fears of naked unmatched individuality

Regaining the language of the unframed symphony

Saving ourselves, our future and Earth

Reviews

[Salvatore Buttaci]

I love this one too. If only the world would heed its message!

Sal

[Morning Song]

Unfortunately, individuality is suppressed at a very early age, when a child is exposed for the first time to education. In a classroom of many children, uniformity is extremely essential to the teacher who must educate the entirety of the classroom.

Children who are extremely gifted, or children who are slow, are pretty much left to the wayside, and soon learn that being "different" isn't desirable at all. It is only the exceptional child with the greatest strength of personality that is able to escape the "robotization".

Very thought provoking poem, as always, my friend. I'm giving you all my stars.

Hugs...
Jeri

[kruser23]

some very good ideas and questions in this piece. nice writing.

[JohnL]

My goodness, you travelled deep into the picture. The word that sticks in my mind is individuality. The major man-made sufferings of the world have always been caused by men hypnotised by, led by and persuaded by, often brilliant but flawed leaders whose driving force is greed and lust for power. We all, on the other hand, have virtually limitless capacity to find and enjoy beauty and goodness if we do but explore and develop what we really are and the treasures we have because we own the powers of thought and curiosity. Where did we go wrong? Maybe here in GB there is the start of a kick back. There has been in our broadcasting, over the last ten years a gradual though accelerating drift towards filth and obscenity until even much of the BBC was unfit to watch. Recently, two particularly unpleasant 'stars' really overstepped the mark and there was a public outcry - objections reached astrononic proportions, resulting in resignations and the banning for 6 months of the offenders. All because 100,000 or so people became individuals and did something, stepped out from the herd and discovered that individuality doesn't have to be alone ( a paradox, but I'm sure you take my thought). Your poem said all this to me and more; what's more, it was beautifully written,
John

[Helena]

Simply wonderful Angi. Very well thought out philosophy penned so superbly onto the page. Another great poem from you so excellently done. Thank you for sharing and good luck in the contest!

Helena

[An Open Venue]

A beautiful ideal.

I hope a more and more individuals break free
then maybe will all of man kind :)

well done
Ven

[LSS]

Angi,
I especially liked the last lines of this poem. You are truly a hopeful person. I appreciated your candor in your message, and you were right in your insinuations, you had caught me out in my self flagellations, berating myself for growing older. You are right to be positive. Keep encouraging. Friends?
Lar.