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Shawn Gorsick Poem
The days pass in a haze of ignorance
Even your closest friend may leave to follow sheep
I could spend years trying to give this topic proper cited coordinates.
But does the new generation know the Dewey decimal system
Or would they look to the sky and a modern carl Sagan to point out the Dewey constellation
In a time of resurgence of things long ago solved
Flat earth , vaccination acceptance for greater good
And a village of idiots instead of a village idiot
The fate of our society seems deserving at times
Tho the reasons are many the foundation is but one truth
That the building blocks of separation, deception, control and acceptance is zoned.
And all I said up until this point with tact and cuth
Is all said in profound depth in the following parable with a empathetic tone:
The problem with the world today
Is there are to many belief based facts
And there are not enough fact based beliefs
Kindly
Shawn Gorsick
Copyright © Shawn Gorsick | Year Posted 2021
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Untaught vocabulary seems to retard
our insanity multiplied by free speech
which becomes nothing more then
profanity to the public ear when not heard
through the committed
Outsourced, spun and sold to the masses
by the media who wish to entrance the common man
by offering us their opinions, sponsored by the upper classes,
to be scrutinized and critiqued as it was written to address the damned
Taking our intuition and using it against us
As we decide if we can rationalize
a decent product of their contemplation
and accept or reject our perception of censored untruths
We have become to diluted in their fabricated world conditions
to think through it and stop the problem
and we remain blind to the realization we sought
maybe it's for the better we just except a fate we can't stop.
Well I have seen where that leads in the past
Rockefeller, Carnegie. held all the wealth amassed
they financed the government and paid the country's debt
while people worked 60 hrs to be homeless and eat from soup lines
Democracy has become a tool of big business
where there company funds pay for the campaigns
that get their candidate into office
from the federal to the city and even the common levels
The money bought Government passes laws for corporations
who have the same rights as individuals and money counts as free speech
so to end corruption we must violate the corporations civil rights
and people about deportation.
and if you work full time and are under paid you need assistance well then by word of the republican you are a leach feeding off the tax payer.
that whole dollar they may take to help the poor has you angry when they take half your money for state and federal government
There are many things I could say but I end here before the story leads to the rebirth of profiling AKA Racism
so if you are one to say "just let it be there is nothing to be done it's beyond me." I would respectfully call you out by way of your ethics code
God does not create cowards, fear comes from weakness which comes from yourself.
When I made that walk on a golden road
it was with a man in a velvet robe
he spoke of how life is a journey and always be bold
because fear will mislead you and you will be lost from me
until you pull yourself back up and breathe in the life you gained from me
So if you say let it be you are lost and need to breath
What we need is those who say "let me see if I am through, is this something you can prove to me?
because we can not allow the world
to stifle are voices and ignore their lack of accountability
for how they have taught the police to protect me.
If I am wrong and stuck speaking of an impossible dream
then I am greatly saddened their a lump in my throat
because I thought these days were gone but it would seem
I'm not the only one who believes .
because even though we been lost in this sea
we now notice and we now scream "I Can't Breath."
we will catch our breath
then hate will catch its death
and we will be free
and by an honest Government we will be led.
LET IT BE, NA MAKE THEM SEE.
Copyright © Shawn Gorsick | Year Posted 2021
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He wakes every morning already in pain
He takes no meds because addiction lives with in him
He checks his feet are they purple or blue
Flat foot he can't stand unless he puts his foot strait in a shoe
Will today be the day that the bullet takes the pain.
Not suicidal its more if a quality of life decision
Pain free no judgment no self hate no reason to see disdain
Time to check the chamber nope still have the in decision
What reason do we have to live duty to God bury are kin
What beauty is left to hold us here chirping birds and cricket songs
What truth and love among people can you find any where
The judgment onto those in pain is cruel as any day is long
We make them feel useless and weak
When they got hurt by edifying you and me
We about sparing money from are check
Causs we are week minded and easily misled
The amount we expect them to live on is unimaginable
Yet we would say its plenty but most didn't notice
Able body non saving and planing were crying 1000 a month wasn't enough need that plus 500 q week and a 1000 for each kid
Never even realized how hypocritical you had just been
Their is division being preached on social media
Holding groups accountable for past sins
Complaining of stolen lands and past imprisonment
Well try to focus on were we are going not where we been
If I might clear up one thing to the Victor go the spoils
Thats what war is for no pretty but its how it works
And everyone who wants to speak about treachery of the past
Keep in mind as Americans all of us are guilty of the very same atrocities daily feeding slave labor child labor sex slaves gang violence just cause its not in front of you don't mean its gone take accountability of that then talk to ne about money for the now free
I can manage another day my wit is sharp
My eyes have no problems seeing
I will stay grounded in truth covered with an understanding tarp
But I will never loose my indecision because choices are why we all breath
Copyright © Shawn Gorsick | Year Posted 2022
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Shawn Gorsick Poem
He wakes every morning already in pain
He takes no meds because addiction lives with in him
He checks his feet are they purple or blue
Flat foot he can't stand unless he puts his foot strait in a shoe
Will today be the day that the bullet takes the pain.
Not suicidal its more if a quality of life decision
Pain free no judgment no self hate no reason to see disdain
Time to check the chamber nope still have the in decision
What reason do we have to live duty to God bury are kin
What beauty is left to hold us here chirping birds and cricket songs
What truth and love among people can you find any where
The judgment onto those in pain is cruel as any day is long
We make them feel useless and weak
When they got hurt by edifying you and me
We about sparing money from are check
Causs we are week minded and easily misled
The amount we expect them to live on is unimaginable
Yet we would say its plenty but most didn't notice
Able body non saving and planing were crying 1000 a month wasn't enough need that plus 500 q week and a 1000 for each kid
Never even realized how hypocritical you had just been
Their is division being preached on social media
Holding groups accountable for past sins
Complaining of stolen lands and past imprisonment
Well try to focus on were we are going not where we been
If I might clear up one thing to the Victor go the spoils
Thats what war is for no pretty but its how it works
And everyone who wants to speak about treachery of the past
Keep in mind as Americans all of us are guilty of the very same atrocities daily feeding slave labor child labor sex slaves gang violence just cause its not in front of you don't mean its gone take accountability of that then talk to ne about money for the now free
I can manage another day my wit is sharp
My eyes have no problems seeing
I will stay grounded in truth covered with an understanding tarp
But I will never loose my indecision because choices are why we all breath
Copyright © Shawn Gorsick | Year Posted 2022
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The days are long and dangerous
For her she makes the best of it
Her past was just as arduous
A upbringing whose existence most won't admit
May a warm breeze bring her soul peace
Like the feeling when an angel embraces us
It's not fair she must be treated like dark fleece
Just because she seen darker days than corbius
I cant speak enough on this I just hope God grants her
This
A safe place to hide from the storm when it catches up
That she find he truth before she slits her wrist
And in her darkest day when she can get no rest
Maybe some time to find a place on a lovers chest
Copyright © Shawn Gorsick | Year Posted 2023
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