Long Sadworld Poems
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An old soldier was laid to rest today with the doleful tones of "Taps."
Family and friends mourned, others respectfully doffed their caps,
To honor another World War Two patriot who saw the battle thro',
Suffering untold hardships to preserve freedom for me and you.
Only eighteen when he was drafted in nineteen forty-two,
He proudly donned his nation's uniform, vowing the foe to subdue.
Old photos displayed at his memorial showed a handsome lad,
Destined to fight in battles in a world that had gone mad.
For months he faithfully perfomed his duty in the European Theater,
Crediting his safe return to Mother's daily pleas to The Creator.
Coming home to a hero's welcome with medals upon his breast;
Lauded by many he modestly replied, "I merely did my best."
Sadly, he was largely forgotten by the powers that sent him to war.
Nonetheless, he reared a loving family - their hero they did adore.
Just an ordinary working man, loving his God, family and nation,
Passing on his unwavering values to each ensuing generation.
Alas, not many of these gallant warriors are still around.
Every day too many are laid to rest in hallowed ground.
To those still among us we should express our gratitude.
The sacrifices they made could have been of no greater magnitude!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired (© All Rights Reserved)
If I could catch the world in a bottle
Would it be worth having?
It would hold hopes and dreams
Shared by billions of souls
All of the love ever shared would be locked away
Protected from those who wish to end it
People would life their lives
Not knowing that they are sheltered
Maybe if they knew they wouldn’t care
I would never know
Looking from the outside I could only watch
Alone, separated by a thin wall of glass
I could only watch as others met and fall in love
Starting their own families they thrived
They became happy and grew
While I could only watch
Holding the world in a bottle
World seems so dark,
With all the hatred around..!!
I feel like the poor soul.,
Clinging on to a bark,
Scared that I’ll drown..!!
Why is the world so dark..??
World seems full of hate,
With all the pain around..!!
I feel like the poor soul..,
Tied like that easy bait,
Scared all who stalk across the ground..!!
Why is the world full of hate..??
World seems full of pain,
With all the tears around..!!
I feel like the poor soul..,
Crying alone like insane,
Scared of the howling of the hounds..!!
Why is the world full of pain…??
Why is the world so dark..??
Why is the world full of hate..??
Why is the world full of pain…??
Why..??
Form:
I walk the shore of the lake
All the time watching the waves lap onto the shore
Rhythmic and simple
They measure time at their own pace
The lake looks so calm and tempting
Straining I look for the other shore
It seems to be a half a world away
Thoughts enter my head
Memories I chased away so many years ago
Life was tougher back then
When I stood on the same shore
Looking at the same lake
I thought about swimming to the middle
And just let everything go
The water would envelop me
My eyes would close and I would go to sleep
The world would have gone on without me
As I watched the waves
My mind wandered into other thoughts
Again I looked at the lake
And a thought, ten simple words, came to me
So I waited
And when I look at the lake and the waves
Those ten words always come back to me
Another day would be a good day for a swim
So I wait
That day has been branded when my world did stop
I experienced new meaning to that word called shock
How that womb through which I was first brought into life
has now been rendered so void having gone under the knife
While doctors and medicine had been one form of plight
living with cancer had imposed its own fright
So when her will to live seemed to be giving up the fight
My world around me began to look very blight
What words and what feelings can overcome
that moment of emptiness standing under the sun
How naked and shallow does all reality take
when your meaning for life gives you nothing but ache
What reflections would weigh, when my tears started
other than my mother before me, my mother now departed
A soul has been released from our world below
no longer to bring me her smile with her loving hello
In a dying world
Turning to blacks and greys
The world we once new
In ageing decay
The sun that we knew
Was in steady decline
This side of the universe
It no longer wanted to shine
For it knew much more
Than we humans thought
Like everything else
We had it bought
But out there somewhere
There is a chosen few
What you read above
They already knew
For in a secret place
There is a fountain of new
To slowly fall in
Takes you to a world of the few
In a dying world
That's turning to blacks and greys
Enjoy while you are here
It could well be your last day
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When And Why
Concepts of right and wrong
White and black without the shades of grey
Where did those ideas come from?
Whose warped mind divided the world into two?
Murder is murder unless it is done on a battlefield?
Killing an unborn child is ok but only until it is born
It is okay for people to starve
But it isn’t legal to steal a love of bread to feed a family
Pets are left to waste away on the sides of the road
Or take them to a shelter and have them kill it for you
After all…it is painless to die
Animals can die for sport as long as they die running
It is okay as long as they don’t fight
People can be crippled for sport
It brings in the money
But we are told that it is not right to inflict injury
As long as the owners count their millions
It is alright to be a man until a woman wants your job
It is alright to be a woman until a foreigner takes your job
When did the world become so segmented?
So indecisive about what is right and wrong
When did we screw it all up?
What is the universe thinking?
Everything moves in a supposed order
Expanding according to eternal, unwritten laws
Created by an explosion unlike any other
Controlled by the being who dreamed it up
Maybe by design
Maybe on a whim
Maybe it was just a second thought
Maybe the universe was his first mistake
In the end he created a world
Green and blue
At the edge of an unimportant galaxy
It orbits an insignificant star
That one world he gave life
He gave the world to human kind
Mere insects when compared to the rest of reality
Ten thousand lifetimes later
Man has a creation of his own
He has created his own demise
Disease, pollution and war
When it is all done
The being who created man will return
He will look at what man has done
He will shake his head in disappointment
The green and blue world he created
It will start again
He will give the world life
And it will thrive
At least for another ten thousand lifetimes
If they don’t make the mistakes the first life did
It may last longer
Or will the creator will once again reclaim his world
And he will try again
Sleep presses on my eyes
Blurring the world before me
How can I tell what is real?
Or what is the beginning of a dream?
I see you standing in the mist of my reality?
Long hair held back by glistening jewels
A white flowing gown blowing in a nonexistent breeze
Skin as smooth as the purest ivory
Eyes that see into my soul
Revealing my deepest hidden feelings
Feelings that you may not want to share
Are you really there?
Are you a piece of my imagination?
My eyes will close
The dream world will become my only reality
And, until my eyes open with the first light of morn
I will have you in my life
And once again…I will feel love
If only in a dream.
Thinking this world was turning a new leaf
Reading a poem that turned to disbelief
How can I read such a praising word?
To a term of phrase that shouldn't be heard.
Don’t think I am sheltered in my life
Care and teach, don’t cut with a knife!!
Disappointed to say the least
Embrace, even people from the east
I know a word doesn’t amount to discrimination
But lead us God, not in to temptation.
Educate the world to be a united place
No matter, what ever colour, creed and even race
Many views that have upset me so
Feeling my soul cry, I just want to up and go
I’m here on the Soup for great inspiration
But I may have to leave, for lack of admiration
I may have it wrong, for that I hope
If thats the case, I will wash my mouth out with soap!
But, forgive and forget, and a second chance
My motto that is, and never give it a second glance