"Our Priorities"

"Our Priorities"

A Poem by PoeT4994
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Just random again.

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Hi.
My name...ahh, well you can call me nothing special.
I'm that guy, with the beastin' 'ol compilation video on YouTube.
You know, the guy who can do all those ridiculous things.
I know so many ridiculous hat tricks it's, well, redoncolous.
And I can let my spit hang a foot from my mouth and slurp it back in.
I can also do an awkwardly perfect impersonation of a white chick, and a gay guy.
And, here's one not to many people know about...I can make each butt cheek dance, individually, to beats.
I'm 16 years old, and I can do all this stupid crap, what exactly have my priorities been to get all these talents.
I don't know.
I just, can do 'em.
You know the people like me, who make you go WTF, copy link, paste link, tag EVERYBODY in your friends list on Facebook with the title "Sooo stupidly amazing!!!"
With three, count 'em, three exclamation marks, so they no you really mean business.
I'm 16, where have my priorities been for me to come to all this.
I...I'm 16, and...and I can also hold a gun.
I'm 16, and I can also kill someone.
I'm still only a teen and I know how to hate myself.
I'm so young and I know how to make a razor dance across my legs with the best of 'em.
I ain't even in college, and I can throw a kegger for the ages.
So I'll ask you again, where have my priorities been for me to get all this stuff under my belt.
Now days age is not a factor is true.
Because 14 year old boys know how to sling venom back to the snakes.
And they also know how to get bit, and lay lifeless, in their own blood, on the sidewalk.
They haven't hit puberty yet and they know how to disappear and never even be acknowledged as more than a statistic on NBC weekly news at 7.
There are girls who are 7, and know how to pose just the right way like puppies in a pet store window so they can get raped for $150 an hour.
There are kids who've grown up and broken homes are are no older than 6 and already know what it's like to accept that death is tickling your wish bone.
5, and they already know how to cry because their dad O.D.'d.
4, and they can know that mommy will never be back.
I've seen little kids saying "My daddy said when we get to Iraq, we're going to kill those son of ..."
And I'm fine with saying the next word, but it kills me inside to quote b*****s when a 3 year old said it.
2, and they know how to have their grandma drown 'em in the bathtub.
And it's sad enough when we can say "Yea, a lot of kids won't even make it to one."
Where the HELL are out priorities.
You tell me, because I'm missing it.
Please, tell me.
Because God didn't make halos small enough for children because they weren't supposed to be angels yet.
All they do is drop past their head, down to their ankles, lock on, and drag.
Tell me, because I never knew that you could trade a baby for drugs.
Tell me, because I never thought a fourth grader could get pregnant.
And it's sad, because that's happened.
In an elementary school right around the corner from my house, so tell me, where are our priorities at for us to be able to say we can do all these things, and still dance, like clowns, with smiles on our faces.

© 2010 PoeT4994


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How do you have such an adult point of view? Your perception of reality, as real as it can be, is mind-boggling to me. Not to sound condescending, I don't mean it that way. I just find myself impressed with your work over and over again. I agree with Poppy here, do NOT let anyone force you to write short-lined poetry. While it may be a healthy exercise to try something new, your style is your style.

The imagery you create here is fantastic. I think the forms you use lend to a very stream of consciousness feeling that is highly appealing. While your thoughts shock me at times to a point of wanting to turn away, I find your hooks have me drawn in deep enough to keep going.

"There are girls who are 7, and know how to pose just the right way like puppies in a pet store window so they can get raped for $150 an hour."

That would be one, but you are saying so much with it. I can't resist finding out more about what you have to say. Keep up the good work!

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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How do you have such an adult point of view? Your perception of reality, as real as it can be, is mind-boggling to me. Not to sound condescending, I don't mean it that way. I just find myself impressed with your work over and over again. I agree with Poppy here, do NOT let anyone force you to write short-lined poetry. While it may be a healthy exercise to try something new, your style is your style.

The imagery you create here is fantastic. I think the forms you use lend to a very stream of consciousness feeling that is highly appealing. While your thoughts shock me at times to a point of wanting to turn away, I find your hooks have me drawn in deep enough to keep going.

"There are girls who are 7, and know how to pose just the right way like puppies in a pet store window so they can get raped for $150 an hour."

That would be one, but you are saying so much with it. I can't resist finding out more about what you have to say. Keep up the good work!

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I love the longer lines again, to me they fuse the prose poetry well and make the reader understand the flow of the writer more, don't be disheartened by people who prefer shorter lines though lol
A good poem:) Portrays the learning process well!
xx

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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