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May 27, 2025
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Revolution Number 9!
Round and round
like a turn table.
Out of this world
out of your mind!
Something happened,
before you were born.
Simple chemistry,
you had no control over.
Your initial thought,
has GOD lost his mind.
Rejecting dominance
expounding your freedom!
With rage and anger,
you raise your fist
to the heavens.
This plan GOD made
just dosen't fly!
All of the hurt
and all of the suffering
can't reverse the effect
it has had on you!
It wouldn't matter
if you lived in another
place and time!
Your view wouldn't change.
You've got to be patient
you'll get what's yours
all in due time!
No one said it
was going to be easy!
So lift your finger
up to the heavens
and flip GOD off
just one last time!
Fired with enmity
trying to explain,
just what it was
that blinded your mind!
Or in truth are your eyes
not open, this hopless cause
of endless suffering,
has left you weary!
Your rolling over
like a pig inn a trough!
With no expectation
of climbing out!
About This Poem
Last Few Words: Of course to the reader the internal logic may seem a bit skewed, but from my point of view it makes perfect sense. From every angle, without much self control your going to get, the worst in the end. So buckle up it's going to be a rough ride! The God's will use you to their best advantage. If you think that I'm angry, you haven't a clue. I may or may not get the worst of it, but in the end I still feel I'm right. There's got to be a different way for things to play out. It's just not happening in this universe, maybe I'm wrong and it never may never be fair! In the end at least I had my say, if I go to Hell it just won't matter. I'm still the same person with hope for the future. If you cut me off, just like a child I'll be back around!
Review Request Direction: What did you think of my title?
Review Request Intensity: Please use care (this is a sensitive subject for me, do not critique harshly)
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
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neopoet
4 weeks 1 day ago
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Leslie
4 weeks 1 day ago
Fairness and sanity
Call me ruthless, call me anything I guess that I'm just fed up with life's suffering! No one can say what another is going through, but I know this much I'll get what I came to get, for better or worse!
Geezer
4 weeks ago
Yes, we are...
all going to heaven, just at different times and from different places, we will all get there eventually. No sense in hurrying.
I wish you hope and peace. ~ Geez.
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Leslie
3 weeks 6 days ago
SIR G!
I'm confused and bewildered about life. It makes no sense to me. Thank you for responding, and I hope you have a great day.