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humanity declines, for the evil thoughts provide</p><p id="df20">Dream merchants vend, but I know debris</p><p id="2fe3">Makes isles, radiation of sea life</p><p id="b68f">Steer me away from eating fish</p><p id="3f34">Such foolery in the seal show, stoned!</p><p id="93b9">For the shark is hunting always — and the lions too</p><p id="64b8">They live to kill, as we do</p><p id="748d">But our murder, none can claim</p><p id="7c38">No man I admire then! Above-water beasts</p><p id="e5f9">Sea comes nipping at my feet</p><p id="7392">Skin draped off, I sense an effect</p><p id="98e4">Saw my soul, now I am wet</p><p id="c820">With the licks of Homo—</p><p id="d564"><i>Sapiens, sapiens</i></p><p id="1e71">I am them, and they are me … <i>Duh</i></p><p id="303e">And at the crime scene, this species made a mess</p><p id="cfa3">Little did they know, it’s the sutures —</p><p id="bfb0">Her bloody little sutures —</p><p id="6c0a">That dictate in my life</p><p id="d8e7">So I am cruel, like my brethren, my sisters</p><p id="1c9d">Killer kin</p><p id="d9cb">Lord, high, <i>Elohim</i></p><p id="8d7a">You know too well my sin!</p><p id="2fab">If you must chastise, I resign</p><p id="f77d">For I know I am one in some billion</p><p id="0f61">Who too can be cruel</p><p id="652d">Protect me from them, protect me from <i>me</i></p><p id="7d14">So through Your spirit, I’ll resign</p><p id="1d67">And I accept</p><p id="7bc9">This current state.</p><p id="3df3"><i>Fear no evil!</i></p><p id="ce86"><i>I wrote this several years back when I was going in and out of the psych ward. Without spoon-feeding a meaning hard into anyone’s mouth, let’s just say I got pretty resentful of humanity’s

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ways at times. It can be frustrating as a person who cares about the well-being of the planet, environment, animals, and especially other humans, to see the tragedies that go on on a daily basis. I’m not a particularly cynical person, but I could get pretty cynical back then. I’m glad to say I’ve moved on to more positive thought patterns today, but I can still heavily relate to what was being said by some-years-ago me.</i></p><p id="32c1"><i>What does this poem make you think of? Have you ever felt resentment towards humans like I have?</i></p><div id="9b9a" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/time-of-our-lives-poem-37bb2cb8999f"> <div> <div> <h2>Time of Our Lives — Poem</h2> <div><h3>“It’s time for coping with a world too sick to care we’re ill”</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*N7gIDLX-RKIN2nxk4xQRVA.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><div id="16d0" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/ocd-addb2c027223"> <div> <div> <h2>OCD</h2> <div><h3>In the throes of a neurotic breakdown</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*4zZBst6bEpt3HrcY4NBkLQ.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

“Shrapnels & Babies”

a poem from my hospital days

Shrapnels and babies

The horrors of this humanity, it be

A shameful legacy

Toil in the grain to see the bores drip

Tree flowers, lotus blooms

Flowering for dead souls, all saints

I ate enough for three

Was an acquiescent calm in my chest

Longing for a wild side

The bed still rocks, I still sleep

Not a personage for me, yet —

As a moth peels hairs back —

I can masturbate my excesses into a poisonous juice

Dare not bite my wings!

For if I fall, so goes all of humanity and Man

On an Isle, for Christ’s sake!

Or Muhammad’s or Gautama’s— whoever you so believe

Will come down and punish us for a lesion

But alone, a league is legion for our tiny capsule — we!

We who call a name and glorify a brightened past

Equalling timbre in the present, yet

Maiming one another —

There is no talking of such things

For when spoken, it becomes laterally passed

Disgust disguised

My humanity declines, for the evil thoughts provide

Dream merchants vend, but I know debris

Makes isles, radiation of sea life

Steer me away from eating fish

Such foolery in the seal show, stoned!

For the shark is hunting always — and the lions too

They live to kill, as we do

But our murder, none can claim

No man I admire then! Above-water beasts

Sea comes nipping at my feet

Skin draped off, I sense an effect

Saw my soul, now I am wet

With the licks of Homo—

Sapiens, sapiens

I am them, and they are me … Duh

And at the crime scene, this species made a mess

Little did they know, it’s the sutures —

Her bloody little sutures —

That dictate in my life

So I am cruel, like my brethren, my sisters

Killer kin

Lord, high, Elohim

You know too well my sin!

If you must chastise, I resign

For I know I am one in some billion

Who too can be cruel

Protect me from them, protect me from me

So through Your spirit, I’ll resign

And I accept

This current state.

Fear no evil!

I wrote this several years back when I was going in and out of the psych ward. Without spoon-feeding a meaning hard into anyone’s mouth, let’s just say I got pretty resentful of humanity’s ways at times. It can be frustrating as a person who cares about the well-being of the planet, environment, animals, and especially other humans, to see the tragedies that go on on a daily basis. I’m not a particularly cynical person, but I could get pretty cynical back then. I’m glad to say I’ve moved on to more positive thought patterns today, but I can still heavily relate to what was being said by some-years-ago me.

What does this poem make you think of? Have you ever felt resentment towards humans like I have?