We are born in the darkness, the lack of knowledge you see,
raised in a world, to become what we want to be.
Without any wisdom, one can not survive,
there are those out there, who will eat another alive.
The lies and the deceptions, the webs that they weave,
the death in the heart, that they truly leave.
It’s a dog eat dog, world out there, where we have to be,
where the darkness of this world, gains it’s strength, in you and me.
It’s subtle ways of pressing, the changing in the heart,
being raised in the darkness, where we were born, from the start.
All the negative emotions, the very things we feel,
the spoken words of darkness, the hearts that they kill.
Where there is no vision, people perish you see,
born and raised in the darkness, till the truth comes to be.
To obtain knowledge and wisdom, one must see the light,
follow the truth in their heart, that keeps them from their night.
Then as we walk, we must keep our shadows at our feet,
knowing by walking daily in the truth, our darkness we defeat.
The art was most masterful on the dark canvas
Or is it still the most wonderful here on Earth?
I sense the art delves out from the ears of Kansas
Providing me reasons for the faults of my birth
The dark canvas a decade ago spoke pure gold
Now all I see is sheep shopping for one’s shame
Pyrotechnics? Poses? Pouts? Purchases? So old
A dog-eat-dog world gives thy name a fame they won’t blame
Talent alone speaks no fortune, but fear and foes
I see a shooting star and I’d say to myself
I wish such nonsense was never the case. There goes!
There goes my hall of fame. On a rancid rusty shelf.
Nonetheless, those lips that kiss and swear won’t survive
Neither will the words of money run from thy mouth
Let the moment of my truth prevail and arrive
And you’d see someday all this racket would go south
Poem for 'Choose a topic sentence' contest
Hosted by Miranda Hawley
Chosen sentence - 'The art was most masterful on the dark canvas'
The chosen sentence is on the very first verse.
it will chew you up and spit you out
then sit courtside and watch as you stomp
and pout
make no mistake it's a dog-eat-dog world
that vicious growl with tightened jaws will get
stronger when dreams try to unfurl
bitter... so bitter... just so bitter
maybe this explains the countless number of
quitters
but out there, believe it or not, there is sweet love.
somewhere
you just have to find it, SO ZOOM, but know that the search
can be bitterly unfair
Remember the days not long ago
When people were actually polite
Men would open doors for the ladies
Strangers would bid you goodnight
Drivers would wave another car through
Even though were late for a meeting
Men would get up, give a lady a seat
Today this is rare and quite fleeting
In this age of instant gratification
It's each and every man for himself
A dog-eat-dog world we're living in
Some things I'm guilty of myself
It's hard to really rise above the tide
It's happening all around us each day
You run the risk of getting trampled on
Politeness is not a given, I must say
Do I think that world will ever return
To those simpler days back then
Probably not and that's a real shame
So much nicer days AMEN
Welcome to this place called planet earth,
It's always been this way since the day of birth.
Life's a battle to see who's the baddest in the land,
Only until there's no more blood in the gland.
Some want to play,
While others say that's okay.
Everyone fights until the end of day,
And it's a dog eat dog world, so choose predator or prey.
Pick your battle, mental or physical,
Go with the path that seems most intrinsical.
It's always a delight to go pound for pound,
But take a good look around,
And you'll see that we all eventually become a part of the ground.
The circle of life can only be complete,
When we all gather where the feet meet.
Book: Perspective is the Objective
12/8/16
It's been a long time coming
It can be pretty amazing, when you actually put your mind to something
On this planet
Multiple meteors and comets landed
Causing lots of damage
Some irreparable, but the Earth was strong enough to manage
What happens to the hand that never raises?
Are you willing to take a chance for better wages?
Daily and nightly during weather changes
In a dog eat dog world, you got to put yourself out there , if you want to ever make it
Think clever instead of basic
Wherever, whenever in whatever places
You won't know why
Never if you don't try
Regardless of how much time goes by
People on both sides and in the middle stood
But some of it did little good
Like bracing yourself with brittle wood
Many different animals living off or on farms graze
Areas at night that are great to stargaze
Near and far from any parkways
And any man made or natural archways
By: Dalton Ogletree
It's not my imagination, the tribulation surrounding me. Everyday's a struggle, to hustle, necessity. But, who are they to judge who I am and where I'm from? I am who I am, until the day of kingdom come. And, this vision of prison will never be my home. There is no escape. So crowded, yet alone. But, my freedom is near. Picture perfectly clear. Look into my eyes, you will see no fear. My chin's up, shoulders back, standing strong with no slack. Got to keep pressing forward with the wind at my back. "Count time, pill line, get in compliance". Defiance is my only reliance to keep from being institutionalized, and hypnotized. Tic toc, the clock is ticking right before my eyes. And, im focused on the prize. Never leaving my sight. Miracles in progress. Dreams are taking flight. Everyday's a must, sleeping on a bed of rust. But, im about to leave them kicking rocks while they bite my dust. Its a dog eat dog world, in this place i call hell. But, all dogs go to Heaven, you cant keep em down.
05/20/2016
What is society? Dictionary.com doesn't say so, but it is, some say, an irresistible force that causes insensitivity, greed, or downright oblivion.
Sir, why did you ignore the starving man in front of your house this morning?
I was in a hurry to get to work. Society frowns on those who shirk.
Ma’am, why did you tell lies and sabotage your co-worker, who needed—and deserved—that promotion more than you did?
It’s a dog-eat-dog world out there. I guess I’m just a product of my society!
Hon, would you put away your earphones and ipod and talk to Granny?
No response—She doesn’t know you’re there! Society keeps throwing all these gadgets at us!
September 26, 2016
“I just don’t care,”
I tried to pretend,
As if nothing could bother me,
Ever again.
But for this insidious world,
I could not prepare,
For a dog-eat-dog world,
Where I’m wearing milk bone underwear.
Remember the days not long ago
When most people were actually polite
Men would open doors for the ladies
Strangers would wish you goodnight
Drivers would wave another car through
Though they were late for a meeting
Men would get up, give a lady a seat
Today this is rare and quite fleeting
In this age of instant gratification
It's each and every man for himself
A dog-eat-dog world we're living in
Some things I'm guilty of myself
It's really hard to rise above the tide
It's happening all around us each day
You run the risk of getting trampled on
Politeness is not a given, by the way
Do I think this world will ever return
To those simpler days of yore?
Probably not and that's quite a shame
Those were much nicer times, for sure!
© Jack Ellison 2014
Dog eat dog world
Awakes to new dawn;
Paradoxical gains
Words and yet more
Empty words dilute;
Cold comfort frozen
Headlines sensation
Bad news in vogue;
Catchy decadence
Muse upon feeling
Profound thought;
Self-realization lights
Mood swings highlight
Psychic trauma;
Pain instigates
Skybridge running track
26 floors above;
Senior citizens jog
Look to this day
To do something good;
Saturday cat nap
Set routines
To-Do List unfurls;
Time is never enough
Much ado
About nothing new;
Changes re-order
Ideas rule the world
Change agents --
Come and go abruptly
Worn-out old pavilion
Two weary workers;
Chat over beer repast
Busy passage conduit
People hurry briskly;
Haphazard side stepping
Busy networking
Trying to get ahead;
Lost in the crowd
Visual impact dazzle
Too much colour;
Not much insight
Takeaway counter
Pre-order your drink blend;
Beverage on-the-fly
Leon Enriquez
04 July 2014
Singapore
A MAN
LYING ON THE SIDEWALK.
NOT STOPPING TO
CHECK HIS WELFARE.
SEEING A MAN
SLAPPING
A WOMAN.
LOOKING
THE OTHER WAY.
NOT WANTING
TO GET INVOLED
NOR CARING.
WE LIVE IN A
DOG EAT DOG WORLD
WHAT DOES GOD THINK OF US?
DOES ANYONE
REALLY CARE?
ABOUT ANYTHING?
YIKES
COPYRIGHTACB2012
Remember the days not long ago
When most people were actually polite
Men would open doors for the ladies
Strangers would wish you goodnight
Drivers would wave another car through
Though they were late for a meeting
Men would get up, give a lady a seat
Today this is rare and quite fleeting
In this age of instant gratification
It's each and every man for himself
A dog-eat-dog world we're living in
Some things I'm guilty of myself
It's really hard to rise above the tide
It's happening all around us each day
You run the risk of getting trampled on
Politeness is not a given, by the way
Do I think this world will ever return
To those simpler days of yore?
Probably not and that's quite a shame
Those were much nicer times, for sure!
gain at other expense is something i can't codome-
to it's just way to show you can't do it on your own-
we all have a mission each woman, man, boy and girl ,
yet we act like this is a dog eat dog world-
they say it's equal oppertunity regaurdless of our creed or color
so why is it so hard to succeed without stepping on each other.
we can get alone in this world if we all pitch in and try
,for somehow i truly believe that everyone deserve a piece of the pie.
Four millimeters of tempered glass separates your world
from the Homeless Beggar Prince now standing before you
appearing tattered, torn and trampled on like discarded trash.
No longer a viable phoenix rising to escape winter’s burn.
Merely a grounded mortal traversing icicle stares with an
aged back and fingers that he had once worked to the bone.
Long forgotten building blocks for a house and a home
Blizzards came tirelessly with every season to wreak havoc upon his
crumbled foundation. Putting him out into the cold to face the face, of our
harsh reality, where it’s a tundra full of thin ice, and a dog eat dog world.
Piercing watery eyes reflect upon your hidden self, and his frost
laden beard parts to say aloud “If not by the grace of God…there go I.”
White knuckles grip your steering wheel tightly as the chill exits your spine
“Thank God!” you exclaim, now, that the traffic light has turned green.
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