Some Say The Dark Times Are Upon Us

Did this the other day reading up on all the bad times we're supposed to be living within, surely it's more of a state of mind that leads the decline?

What are we all becoming?

Under the lite of the new full moon

Are we sheltering and shuddering

Of life that feels to be going too soon

Is it the whisper of summer

That flickers in the mind

Is it a trail of paper

Leading to our decline

Some say the darkness is upon us

That the clouds of despair grow strong

That the money is where the mouth is

That the fear is the unknown

But no one appears to be looking for the answers

We’re just drowning in fake blankets of dust

We’re not wiping off the mirror

But instead we trust the mis-trust

I ask you all to think twice

To think for yourselves if you wish

To hold out your hands for comfort

But not for bread or fish

For the existence of your own beating heart

For the want to actually survive

And only this my friends

Will keep us all alive

 

Reviews

[David Lewis Paget]

I like this, though it gets off to a rather erratic start. (Typo - lite (light) of the new full moon). Also, 'sheltering and shuddering of life???' I'm sure you can improve on that. The 'of' seems out of place. I like the 'bread and fish' analogy, indicating a less than trusting faith in religion to cure our woes. Even in the Bible it says 'God helps those who help themselves!' Not keen on the 'fake blankets of dust' which you qualify in the next line by 'wiping off the mirror'. The mirror to what, however, to our own shortcomings?
But the message of self-reliance comes across clearly.

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

Yes, most definitely the beating of the hearts and souls of myriads of people who believe and understand that we have been through worse times than this to call it all aside. Thank you.
Light,
Siddartha

[Travis Lawrence]

Like it a lot. Some interesting philosophical thoughts and self-reflection (from my side and yours, I'm sure). Some lines really shine through more than others:

"Is it the whisper of summer
That flickers in the mind"

"We're just drowning in fake blankets of dust
We're not wiping off the mirror
But instead we trust the mis-trust"

Personally, though, I don't like it when the speaker directly talks to the reader. But then again, I don't see much of a way around it here.

First poem I've seen from you, look forward to reading more.

-Travis

[Nicholas Hallows]

This is a really good poem! The title drew me in and the first four lines kept me there.
Are we sheltering and shuddering - I loved that imagery.
It certainly could be that state of mind leads the decline.
Very well written and thought-provoking.
Good job!
NH