Poetry – Angry

ANGRY

My mind is crippled

My emotions crawl

My memory limps

My psychology stalls

There must be more than this

There has to be a way

That gives a sense of purpose

With something real to say

Somewhere between the mindless and the mean

Between the leaders and followers

What is and might have been

Between the sickeningly sweet and the vicious kick

Between the awesome mystery

Religion and the sick.

Somewhere between the ageing and the end

Between the discovery and death

The laws to break and mend

Between the exploiting cynic and the devotee

Between the moments that matter

And the lives of you and me.

There must be more than this

There has to be a way

That gives a sense of purpose

With something real to say

Opher 23.10.96

I do not like the society we have constructed. I find it empty, plastic and completely consumed with the trivial.

We seem to have become fashion and celebrity obsessed to the point where real issues are not even addressed. To talk about the population explosion or destruction of the rainforests is considered boring.

Consequently people are disconnected from important issues. They feel impotent and uninvolved. Many do not feel they can make a difference so why think about it? Let the politicians sort it out.

TV is vacuous. Entertainment is the name of the game. If it requires thought then forget it.

Politics is something that people do not wish to think about.

Most do not care. They live in their bubble where all that is important is their hairstyle, clothes, nail-varnish and what the celebrities are wearing, saying or doing.

We have become mindless cattle; consumers to be led by the nose to plastic paradise where no one ever has to think.