This World

The world subjects us to terror,
           the world transforms our existence ...
           It erases our ability to love:
           the flowers, the people, the poetry ...
            It makes us love consumption.
          The world mixes everything ...
           Emotions, feelings,
           love, fear,
           happiness,
           joy ... everything is like
           if it were merchandise.
           So we think normal
           all...!
           Stratification rules us
           we are ordered:
           kings,
           queens,
           vassals,
           employees,
           bosses ...
           The orientation of the world,
           put us in disarray ...
           The compass of the world,
           disorient,
           the maps are incomplete,
           everything is prepared for chaos!
           Policy mixes
           with poetry ... economy
           with art ...
           Complete madness.
            The world preaches us
            nouns,
            adjectives,
            nicknames, prices ...
            They label us:
            white,
            black,
            yellow,
            browns ...
            They tell us:
            bad,
            good,
            normal.
           Tell us what we should be
           or say ...
           They make us bran,
           dust, desert sand ...
           We are everything for commerce,
           nothing for humanity ...
           We are everything for war,
           banner,
           flag,
           password,
           number...
           Living like that, revolt ...
           Anger is our weapon
            against the domain ...
           Anger is a vortex of poetry ...
           Poetry can still save
           this world... !
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Blown Avatar
February 25, 2021 at 7:47 PM
...nice write...but i beg to differ with the end lines....anger is just another effect .......stan sand
De Beaulieu Avatar
August 25, 2020 at 11:26 AM
Hello Alakas Poetry, yes the world has its ups and downs.It has this goods and bad. Yes poetry can save this world. Salute Darlene. Enjoy ytour day.
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