Short Blind Leading The Blind Poems
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Donald Trump is one of a kind
Because he is out of his mind
The void fills with gas
That blows out his ass
And leaves the blind leading the blind
dead men walking
predicting patterns
anticipating outcomes
self limiting possibilities
languishing in darkness
blind leading the blind
a tragedy of our times
14-December-2022
spiritual culture hemmed in by rules
practices needing will and lower mind
seeking enablements for which heart drools
are but pass-times of blind leading the blind
for till cravings of ego are declined
our fickle heart will continue to sigh
unlike yonder bird soaring in the sky
We are taught to fear our neighbor
We are taught to fear ourselves
we are taught we don't know what's best for us
We must accept these pills
We are taught to blindly follow the masses
we are taught to blindly follow police
we are taught to blindly follow media
We must accept their beliefs.
5/1/2018
Kale Brereton
Throne of lunacy
tyrannical misbehavior
unseal your lids
view the fruits of your labor
a country corrupt
blind leading the blind
the fall of a nation
our fates all entwined
Political satisfaction
empowered a rising beast
the world sleeps unsuspecting
while sands roll in from the east
false label cunning kindness
truly clever manipulation
negligence of humantiy
creates disastrous situations
I must have wished a thousand times
that somehow we could live our lives
for something more.
And I can’t help but wonder why
we strive to keep so much in line,
what is it for?
Can’t you see we spend our time
building what we call “The Grind”,
finding ways to numb the pain it causes.
The blind leading the blind.
Can’t you see we spend our time
building what we call “The Grind”.
What is it for?
Belief and faith is a function of mind,
which is a thought spiral that encumbers,
religion is but blind leading the blind
and know there is no safety in numbers,
for until we rest mind, our soul slumbers.
Attachment to form is our thought trigger,
so let’s hush it before it grows bigger,
for which once we shift into calm tranquil,
weakened ego can no longer sniggr,
having truly surrendered to God’s will.
26-April-2023