Ruining Of Society
Earthquakes are everywhere.
No one can be found here and there.
A lawless society.
With no authority.
Vandalizing someone's property.
No care but to destroy the environment anyway.
An era of decay.
The world is going insane.
Mankind above the law.
Just like Babylon.
The sins of the earth.
Burn down the flesh, remain in the dirt.
A corrupt government.
Everyone can see it.
Many will suffer.
The world is going under.
Every man for himself.
No food on the shelf.
Centuries burning, what a shame.
Nothing will ever change.
A holy war no one can see.
Stand by the cross, it’s all that I need
Peculiar,
I caught you weeping,
On the side of the street,
To console you,
Is that up to me to be done?
I’d think to you
I'm just another person on the road
But in a world so everchanging
When trust is always broken,
And hope, never given
I don’t think I’ll be making the mistake
Of turning back
And gazing your eyes
Again
In the '60's I thought we were headed to the Stoned Age
Psychedelics were huge, PCP was everywhere
Yet by the '80's America had turned the page
Teen-agers newly serious, off came their hair ...
And today, post-pandemic, where do we stand
Seems it's every man for himself
~ Never mind where we land
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
Its uncertainty takes us into year three
Must mask up, still not quite free
A randomness science can’t comprehend
Mandate not, don’t get the shot—the latest trend
Surrendered to what’s taken longer
The jabs make immune systems stronger
To misleading rumors, we fall quarry
Thousands more we’ll surely bury
This spiky protein called Covid Nineteen
Ages five and up, now get your vaccine
A conspiratorial depopulation
Manufactured in another nation
The masses, it’s here for all races
Children seen with shrouded faces
Is this it, is Covid here to stay
What do doctors tell us to say
The virus evolves, it doesn’t go away
What lessons can be learned
Another life sickened and spurned
The Pope, another epistle
To what tune do we whistle
What will they say all over the world
Every man for himself, every boy and girl
All grown up—they’ll be heard and seen
As the — Generation Covid Nineteen!
A contracted seafarer...concerning no servile rank,
kept e'er involved watch...away from menial daily tasks top deck,
while steadfast wary of...the diligent taskmaster's whip.
A dawn swift gust...brushes the ship from a rocky pillar,
duly rallies from rest...aids calamitous bellows from crow's nest,
witnessed by crew...rose an angel disguised with devil horns.
Seawater laps feverishly...against ship's wooden hull,
as panic over breed minds...once sturdy legs go feebly about,
cascading thoughts grips privately...every man for himself.
Another abrupt action...frees a churning sea expounds,
and an opening hole...devouring anything within its midst,
as desperation consumes...a ship has long met its doom.
A lone selfless soul of limited else...moved past the lost,
and hastily clutched a burdened javelin...and hoist it upwards,
with his petitioned combined strength...released the deadly blow.
Her dying scream...was drowned out by restored happy voices,
and a wealth of well-wishes and praises...honoring accolades,
as lone eyes of a humble sort...gaze a siphoning pass.
"Why can't we all get along?" For the good of all
Why cant little kids share a ball
So they can play together until tall
Who is that teaching them how not to share
In schools, every man for himself, no care
Competitive world of cultures, religion, technology, status, appearance, even air
Like nature's children
Even the dangerous listen
The equilibrium for all and peace in the system
My nose is itchin', company's comin'.
Land sakes alive, as I live and breathe,
haven't seen you in a Coon's age.
Lookin' fat and sassy.
We're fair to middlin', barely gittin' by.
Livin' hand t'mouth, kids drivin' us up th'wall.
Uncle Sam bleedin' us dry. How're y'all farin'?
I'm on the skids, man, boss on my case.
Tossed out on my ear.
Ye gads and little fishes.
Ain't that the way, yah giv'em an inch,
they'll take a mile. You'll wind up
with your tail draggin' your tracks out.
Well, buck up, boy, every cloud has a silver lining.
Rome wasn't built inna day.
Don't give up before you start.
Where there's a will, there's a way.
Keep your chin up, time heals all wounds.
Don't sweat it, man, it'll all come out in th' wash.
In for a penny, in for a pound.
Put on a happy face, fake it, till you make it.
Stop monkeyin' around, actions speak louder than words.
Go out there and knock 'em dead.
It's every man for himself.
Let the chips fall where they may.
In the light there is darkness. You don't see it but its there.
Like a sweet serenade, the words unspoken. Lies.
We've all heard it! It hurts but we have to move on. In life nothing is fair
We'll make it! Who knows when and how? Maybe after a thousand tries.
Perhaps a thousand lies. A thousand heart breaks and failures may come.
Just know there has to be hope. In the light there is darkness.
Whoever said life would be easy? it might not make sense but here's where I come from.
I had it all, chased the high, f***ed it all up. Now I'm filled with emptiness
That's not what its all about. Keep trying to be the better you.
Its true. We've all got one. Its your choice. So choose what makes you happy.
In the light there is darkness. I've seen it happen its true.
You better appreciate what you have, for it won't always be there. Life's just crappy.
Just hold on to hope. Every man for himself. I'll see to me. No one's got your back.
Don't rely on words. The tongue causes happiness and sorrow. Don't let someone else's hold you back!
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
I find myself with questions pending, to many of the years that I face defending. Most of us all look at each day as another new chance to last. When things go bad and they do, every man for himself tied to the mast.
The storm is rising above the eastern skies, you know I speak the right answers, I can see the anger building in your eyes. So do me a favor and stop working all your lies…
Lying down flat on my back trying to live my life, I fail to comprehend in my own soul ready to descend. Poisoned by the things we watch on televisions, we face things on this planet with our own evil twisted dimensions…
Controlled by the media protected by the law, it makes you wonder how many truly saw? We all need to stand up to face that brick wall; some may make it through to fight, while some shall surely fall. Even after we learn to walk, some times it is best that we need to stop and learn again how to crawl…
Some people seem to be wasting their time living on this earth, not knowing whom or why we are here sense the day of their birth. When you watch the news about the wars, what comes to mind? Are you seeking that righteous answer, inwhich we may never truly find?
Around the world the world go round,
For everyone to see and live a life.
They say every man for himself,
But I say everyman for everyone.
Today is not like tomorrow will be,
For today is the day I’ve been granted,
And tomorrow I am yet to have,
I paint my house in different colors,
And I see the beauty I have created.
I paint my heart in bright colors
To make it attractive to whoever see
But one thing I forget when I paint
Is that my beauty is not the beauty
That everyone else sees and admire
Time and again am reminded of me,
When I forget where I come from,
So I can I remember where am going to.
I see the world and see it spin around,
Like the universe spin around he orbit.
With this I always know who I am
And the reason God gave me this life.
The colors, my beauty and my house
Are all the vessels to take me closer
To God who makes the world go round
And tells humanity of who to please
Because it hard to please everyone
But it is better to please God alone
Than to please millions who will turn
And crucify you, despise and leave you
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!
Should the Captain Go Down With the Ship?
By Elton Camp
The captain is responsible for all aboard
One who proves to be a coward is abhorred
Like on the Titanic, the captain did his most
To the end, remained faithfully at his post
To save passengers and crew, did all he could
Saw his duty & courageously did as he should
Not to die alone with his ship, all did believe
But that the captain should be last to leave
Recently, when a liner would no longer float
Its captain was the first to flee from the boat
“I will see to things from the lifeboat here,”
Is what he cried out with the greatest fear
“It’s dark and scary and I am much afraid,
Please leave me alone,” the captain prayed
With the orders to return he wouldn’t comply
Certainly, it wasn’t he who was going to die
“It’s every man for himself, and women too.
The ship’s listing and I don’t know what to do.”
When all are safe, the captain should leave too
But not before his responsibility is through
Shakespeare brought good to life
Human nature to find the person deep within
Every man for himself
Humans of individuality all so different
Be stronger upon now
The path of a different way lays before ourkind
Community cut; slices our artery of connection
No need to associate ourselves
In times association sourced survival
Once weak and nor wise - we die
In times it masks of false happiness
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