Life's Soup

Life's Soup

A Poem by Blind Pathos

We're all ants on a stick floating down the river. Everyone yelling " I want to drive". There are moments when you know this.

When life comes it comes as a stranger
Trampling across the seconds of time
A question mark and its answer
Aggravating reason and rhyme

Oh but when light comes to me
I want to touch all the things I see
Pressing against the glass so hard
It’s just a lightning bug in my jar

Opening my mouth and not my mind
There were some things I never knew
Some things I never knew
Just things I never knew

When death comes it comes as a stranger
With great authority and little concern
For the carnival of fools and danger
Or mercies for which we’ll yearn

Oh but when darkness comes for me
I’ll remember all these things I see
Pressing against the window hard
As death shakes its bug in a jar

© 2013 Blind Pathos

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You Brilliant Beautiful B*****d! This is like three Doors Albums in one single poem! Do you know how insane some DOORS fans would be if you walked up and said,

'Jim called me, so this hit me"

Posted 8 Years Ago

The voice in this piece is captivating, and it's a wonder there are no reviews. Perhaps words alone wouldn't be enough, but I'm determined to try. The repetition works beautifully, especially in the third verse. Lyrics without music as you say, and I agree wholeheartedly.

Posted 9 Years Ago

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Added on August 21, 2010
Last Updated on September 5, 2013
Tags: Life, death, time, change


Blind Pathos
Blind Pathos

Blind Pathos is an insomniac. Time has had it's way with me. I grew up in large cities. I am a student of the public library. If I did know something would it matter? I write lyrics without music... .. more..

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