Miserable England.

Miserable England.

A Poem by Tinotenda Nyevedzanai
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Poem - ATC

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Where in the world is my human value?
What purpose do I have if I don't have you?
If I don't have anybody life's worthless.

Comitted misfitted lovers troubled by
each other in pity we suffer.

We are the tortured souls,
Feeling all alone in overpopulation
But we don't know what to do,
Individually or as a Nation
So we recluse into the safety net of our own isolation
We have lost control, become the destruction out of creation.


So we build and we buy and we shield
our desires because there's no sense or
normality in a bewildered society.

Nobody wants to work as slaves
but then they cage themselves every day
Looking away from each other trying to change
who they are for the better ignoring
the deranged new modern humanity

"Lifestyle." - life matters.


Stop being sad and blocking it out
trying to feel something by blotting light out
We're all shattered with no motivation
Drained of every sort of emotion,

Looking around desperate for guidance
Support us please as we look for meaning or some
clue what to do.

Or should we keep dreaming?

Move about from place to place,
People just seem to be running away,
Chasing after nature a way to feel
not this numb constant state of pain
that isn't real it rains down here
It drizzles,

It's toxic, miserable England.



© 2015 Tinotenda Nyevedzanai


Author's Note

Tinotenda Nyevedzanai
We sit in the house and slowly the world we are living in is getting smaller and all we say is, 'Please, at least leave us alone in our living rooms. Let me have my toaster and my TV and my steel-belted radials and I won't say anything. Just leave us alone.' Well, I'm not gonna leave you alone. I want you to get mad! I don't want you to protest. I don't want you to riot - I don't want you to write to your congressman because I wouldn't know what to tell you to write. I don't know what to do about the depression and the inflation and the Russians and the crime in the street. All I know is that first you've got to get mad. You've got to say, 'I'm a HUMAN BEING, God damn it! My life has VALUE!'

"'I'M AS MAD AS HELL, AND I'M NOT GOING TO TAKE THIS ANYMORE!'"

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"Nobody wants to work as slaves
but then they cage themselves every day
Looking away from each other trying to change
who they are for the better ignoring
the deranged new modern humanity"
That was my favorite part and I got a good sense of what it's like to live in England haha
Well done

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tinotenda Nyevedzanai

9 Years Ago

Thank you :) yes it certainly seems more and more people are moving out of England!!



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I liked the poem.
"Move about from place to place,
People just seem to be running away,
Chasing after nature a way to feel
not this numb constant state of pain
that isn't real it rains down here
It drizzles,"
You write with a realistic pen. Crime is everywhere. It seem the mad men have controlled our world. I like the old saying. "Teach the children how to live when babies, too late to teach them when they are adults" Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tinotenda Nyevedzanai

9 Years Ago

Thank you Coyote I really appreciate your feedback as ever - ATC
Coyote Poetry

9 Years Ago

You are welcome. I enjoy your work.
your social commentaries are inspiring, your subject matter intrigues and your writing style fits perfectly. Great one :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tinotenda Nyevedzanai

9 Years Ago

Thanks I really appreciate that :)

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Tinotenda Nyevedzanai
Tinotenda Nyevedzanai

Dallas, Kent



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