Best Lifesick Poems
Im sick of hopeing and careing,
Im sick of wanting and shareing,
Im sick of give and not get,
and especially regret.
Im sick of government and people,
Im sick of Democrats and Republicans,
Im sick of the poor attempt in the Gulf Coast,
and especially BP Gasoline.
Im sick of Heavan and God,
Im sick of Hell and Satan,
Im sick of Orginized Religeion hold on earth,
and especially Stem Cell Research.
Im sick of New Jersey and America,
Im sick of Contenets and Earth,
Im sick of the Milky Way Galaxy
and especially The Universe.
Our existance has failed as a whole, being consumed with greed, lust, and money.
What ever happend to values? What ever happend to being a good neighbor?
Countries hating outher Countries, Relgeious groups goint to war against others?
Alot of my "My god is the real one" and "Kill them for thier beliefs"
The sad truth of it all is were all the same, but misled by Relidgeon and Government.
Were all animals no matter how covered up and pampered we are.
Theres no point to hide it, let it out, be free, be an animal, and let losse the chains!
Im not bashing religeion im just saying, why is there a power trip? Why is there Hate?
Im just saying im sick of it all.
and im just daring you to let it all go, no religeon, no rules, no worries, no wants, no
hate. no government, no power, no doubts and no, cares. and youll truely be free.
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Pure filth in the sick terrain of disease
amoeba,bacteria gnawing on carrion putrid
smelling awful the fetid wafts captured noses
puissance in resistance aided by gear little
toll was heavy like a hammer of God.
Sins overgrew like wild moss the citylines
many had looted gravely many others of toe to hairs
yet others had ditched several in rat holes of despair
raped with fierceness so brute that victim felt killed for years
purloined so skillfully, that heist remained unknown to official years
killed and tilled the intestines of many
they were lying in river bed fanny
earning dough was a zero sum game
they erased yours and put their name
living on the margin like a zombie dead
did you have the courage left that you always had.
Cycle had moved a round and done turnabout
earth shook and took all it could get
nature was shaking the societal glass
where scum had gathered thick at bottom
as it threatened to have the pure also pretty rotten
quaking in anger and seeth the plates moved and moved
the evil empires were down and razed, seeking insurance claims
they had to build again the regimes ,ugly and bad
good guys got a deal out of destruction and death
as they went about collecting the carcasses of all
You heard them mumble in bated breath toll:
Pure filth in the sick terrain of disease
amoeba,bacteria gnawing on carrion putrid
smelling awful the fetid wafts captured noses
puissance in resistance aided by gear little
toll was heavy like a hammer of God.
TV channel shutter bags clicked mad......the quake tragedy ..nobody bothered to check the
social and criminal background of those dead....vis a vis their real activities-which were
largely unknown ,anyways!
Snowflakes fall outside my window,
scattering in the winter air,
piling high, reaching for the sky,
all i can do is look out and stare
raindrops fall outside my window,
dripping down like soft tears,
pitter, patter, what a sound,
to listen in and hear
Sunshine falls outside my window,
how dearly i wish to stand in the light,
but i am sick and cannot walk,
so all i can do is dream what it's like
Doctors come into the room,
racing towards my hurried breaths,
i hear them say, she'll die today,
and close my eyes to rest...
snowflakes fall outside my window,
ranindrops and sunshine does too,
but i'm not in bed, for i am dead,
and i can experience the weather like you
To all sick children, who have never been able to live life to full depths....
How sick and cruel
can irony be?
When a boy was given a chance
to live again
but only to die once more.
Should death not be
until one grows old.
What about one who makes changes,
to live a longer life,
but only to die sooner?
How sick and cruel can it be?
Only as sick and cruel as it is!
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you wanted a man, you found one.
Got married, you're a wife.
Got bills to pay, need a roof over your head,
lost your job, that's life.
Got marriage problems, see a councilor,
say he threatened you with a knife.
Go back home, admit your wrong,
make up, that's life.
Feeling sick in the morning, realize
you forgot your pill, oh my!
Take a test, even two,
you're pregnant, that's life.
Hungry all the time, sick In the same,
he's not supportive, what a guy.
Your incomes aren't enough for a baby,
you beg for a raise, that's life.
He gets a promotion, baby comes on time,
so does mother in law, you fight.
But at the end of the day, you know everything will be fine
because hey, that's life.
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