____ People ____

 

And so my pen deviated from it's circle of thoughts and now i find myself in this world, alone, with some faces that i know are there, they exist, but do i really know them? And infact do they know who I AM?

People: simple world, accumulating a whole era of existance. People: for those who have swarmed earth with their invasions and victories, and who have cut into pieces and their heads off. People: the name implies that there's an existance of species defined as human being who would be united in one term. People: the same term doesn't hold true to it's own definition. People: divided into races, colors, languages, classes, standards, eudcation, thinking and eventually, living. People: when a disaster arrives, every one of them are crushed like insects regardless of their definition of existance, moral values or wealth and purity of their blood.

People: coward, brave, ruthless and mean. People: caring , affectionate, dirty and clean. People: Mother, father, friend and brother. People: brother, sister, child, a new comer.

People: think alike with all their versatilities. People: think differently with all similarities. People: when killed and slaughtered, butchered and slayed. People: when sacrifice their lives and never ever greived.

People: living in haste, desire, wish and ambition. People: Living in pain, hatred, gloom and no aspiration. People: who had a past and a present to live in. People: with no word or thought to give in.

People, people and more people.

Where are we? Why are we here? And where are we going to go eventually? IN this word, people, holds the key, and in the same term, people, is where our doom lies.

Well friends, I told you that I came un-prepared. I know, with all my heart that I am going to go... unprepared. I will become an unruffled, decomposing, fading memory. And yet I'll lie with the people - in a grave, as dark as my thoughts, as hollow as my desires, as deep as my sins, as slippery as my tongue...


I am going to lie, with the people.
So as my thoughts. So as my pen.

Reviews

[Vanessa Whiteley]

What a huge topic to try to attempt in a relatively short space. An interesting and thoughtful write. The term people is complex isn't it? People everywhere or a specific people - People: divided into races, colors, languages, classes, standards, eudcation, (education) thinking and eventually, living. People as the oppressors and the oppressed. Or maybe even
'power to the people'.

I thought the following part was strong but a little confused. Moreover, given that the voice seems quite firm here I'm not convinced that the lower case 'i' works.

Well, friends , as i have told you that i have come un-prepared, i know, with all my hearts, that i am going to go.....unprepared. Unruffled, decomposing and fading memory, is what i am going to become of me. And yet, i'll lie, with the people. In the grave, as dark as my thoughts, as hollow as my desires, as deep as my sins, as slippery as my tongue.......

Perhaps, something like this would work:

Well friends, I told you that I came un-prepared. I know, with all my heart that I am going to go... unprepared. I will become an unruffled, decomposing, fading memory. And yet I'll lie with the people - in a grave, as dark as my thoughts, as hollow as my desires, as deep as my sins, as slippery as my tongue...

Of course it is just an idea for you to take or leave as you choose.

[Raef C. Boylan]

Interesting formatting; the way the word 'people' highlights in red as we scroll down [or am i just crazy?] I don't normally care about that stuff, but no one else has mentioned so I thought I would, so you'd know your efforts didn't go unnoticed.
It seems that rhyming passages amongst non-rhyming prose is part of your style, which is pretty cool. Sometimes we poets can't help ourselves, y'know? haha
"People: when a disaster arrives, every one of them are crushed like insects regardless of their definition of existance, moral values or wealth and purity of their blood." - this spoke to me the most, because humanity is always summed up with an ant analogy in my head. Glad someone else thinks it too.

Thanks for sharing your thoughts with us here.
Good write.

[Touché Armada]

You know I like this, it's passionate and screaming, whispering, pleading and saying I dont care anymore..
But even with such a range it still leaves me feeling somewhat sad though I cant quite figure why.. Perhaps the thought that somepeople would think the end is not the end but some people do.. I cant think of a more pointless existance to live and then thats it, no recycling just a legacy of anyone or thing we might leave behind... Eh I plan on stalking some person forever and ever just so I wont have to think there might be some imaginary end of the line LOLOLOL... People, we can be such a waste of space LOL.

[steve]

An interesting peice of work, and very true in what you say at times. But once you have wrote it look at it again. There are certain spelling mistakes. Education for one. But very imaginative and smart, and well observed, well done sir.

[Celtic Cat]

Woah......deep thinker. This is great. A very sad ending....if indeed it ends there. What an interesting little journey you just took me on here....very, very intelligent indeed. I love this piece....yes....as you said...People. Huh...you said it all, brother!!