Precious Chance

an idea that just occured to me after witnessing a fight among 2 teachers - why waste away your life in an endless rythm of tedium that doesn't bring you where you want to go? if they happen upon this i hope they read it and understand - don't let any c

 

The world is condescending

Hanging by a thread

Waiting to be ripped

By any strong mans hand

 

And in the balance

Our children

 

Begging their elders

To make a change  

Forget their worries

And let it all rearrange

 

They see the pit

Deep, dark and dizzying

As it splits wide open

Its mouth razor sharp and gaping

Waiting to swallow the world

 

A timeless, yummy snack

 

Then what would matter

If you never took that chance

Now you’re a dead man

 

If only you’d noticed

Thought to listen

Thought to care

 

Then we wouldn’t be in this mess

Thick, heavy

Coated with despair

 

We’d be alive

Attentive enough

To catch that last fiery sunset

That ends every day

 

One mans toil

Another mans spoil

Have it all laid to rest

For one more beloved day

 

To precious to waste away 

 

Author's Note

will update chance
kk so tthis is about all the individuals that waste their life and toil in pointless pursuits and until the bloody end

Reviews

[Hanan_Maliah]

Gotta love this one...way to put it out there! Sometimes you don't ever wake up to see what hit you!

[DanaRegen]

wow that was a beatiful poem, great work. Everyone gets pprecious chances and thoughts and i see that youve incorperated your thought into this fanatabulous poem.