Submissions by SirTruth
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Jan 2016 9:39pm
11th Jan 2016 9:39pm
Wake Up, And Unplug From The System(Must Read)
They say home of the brave, land of the Free?
More like home of the enslaved, land of the weak, the hurt, the broken, and sheep
for we are deep asleep to the global takeover by the elite.
It’s time for some changes to be made, for the great awakening is about to happen.
This system, is a lie.
Money is a Hoax.
Debt is Slavery.
Media is Manipulation.
Religion is Control.
Real Eyes
Realize
Real Lies.
We put worth on materialistic things,
thinking that makes us kings & queens.
We have become selfish monsters.
Instead of human beings....
More like home of the enslaved, land of the weak, the hurt, the broken, and sheep
for we are deep asleep to the global takeover by the elite.
It’s time for some changes to be made, for the great awakening is about to happen.
This system, is a lie.
Money is a Hoax.
Debt is Slavery.
Media is Manipulation.
Religion is Control.
Real Eyes
Realize
Real Lies.
We put worth on materialistic things,
thinking that makes us kings & queens.
We have become selfish monsters.
Instead of human beings....
1021 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Oct 2015 11:14am
21st Oct 2015 11:14am
A Lonely World For An Intellectual
I sometimes forget that we live in such a close minded society.
People think they are so slick,
That they assume too quick…
I listen to understand,
and not listen to reply.
I take in all the information that lies
cause real eyes realize real lies.
I’m neglected,
because I look at the world from many perspectives,
and anything I say or do
is always used against me,
like a hypocritical christian shames one for sinning.
I try to have conversations,
but have to dumb myself down in...
People think they are so slick,
That they assume too quick…
I listen to understand,
and not listen to reply.
I take in all the information that lies
cause real eyes realize real lies.
I’m neglected,
because I look at the world from many perspectives,
and anything I say or do
is always used against me,
like a hypocritical christian shames one for sinning.
I try to have conversations,
but have to dumb myself down in...
1042 reads
9 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Jul 2015 1:51am
1st Jul 2015 1:51am
Many Rivers to Cross
This is for my people.
The ones that want to be treated equally.
Our ancestors put their lives on the line for your success,
yet most of us choose to fail a class test.
Our ancestors knew knowledge was power,
but most of us run away like cowards.
Whenever I discuss about this,
y’all fuss about this.
Tell me to shut up and stop talking,
but when I look into your eyes, I see a dead man walking.
Most live our lives based on things
we see off TV,
mindless zombies,
you can’t see...
The ones that want to be treated equally.
Our ancestors put their lives on the line for your success,
yet most of us choose to fail a class test.
Our ancestors knew knowledge was power,
but most of us run away like cowards.
Whenever I discuss about this,
y’all fuss about this.
Tell me to shut up and stop talking,
but when I look into your eyes, I see a dead man walking.
Most live our lives based on things
we see off TV,
mindless zombies,
you can’t see...
886 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
22nd Jun 2015 8:24am
22nd Jun 2015 8:24am
You've Changed(Spoken Word)
Remember those days
we played as kids
until the street lights came on?
Remember those days
up till middle school
we use to act like fools
because we thought we were cool?
I thought I had a dozen friends
that would stay till the end,
but I bettered myself
from everybody else.
People wanted you to be nice,
but they couldn't take their own advice.
As they act like two different people,
claiming they treat everybody as an equal.
As a former nice guy I put...
we played as kids
until the street lights came on?
Remember those days
up till middle school
we use to act like fools
because we thought we were cool?
I thought I had a dozen friends
that would stay till the end,
but I bettered myself
from everybody else.
People wanted you to be nice,
but they couldn't take their own advice.
As they act like two different people,
claiming they treat everybody as an equal.
As a former nice guy I put...
956 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Jun 2015 5:04am
18th Jun 2015 5:04am
The Struggle (spoken word)
The struggle...
Waking up and not trying to feel sorry for yourself.
The struggle...
Only eating certain foods like top ramen to get you through a month or two.
The struggle...
People wanting to make fun of you for being and living different because they're ignorant.
Oh the struggle...
Outworking everybody, I mean EVERYBODY around you, only to find that that was still not good enough...
You feel trapped, robbed, and closed in, but, that's not the end.
I speak for everyone, and only one.
Nobody gives you...
Waking up and not trying to feel sorry for yourself.
The struggle...
Only eating certain foods like top ramen to get you through a month or two.
The struggle...
People wanting to make fun of you for being and living different because they're ignorant.
Oh the struggle...
Outworking everybody, I mean EVERYBODY around you, only to find that that was still not good enough...
You feel trapped, robbed, and closed in, but, that's not the end.
I speak for everyone, and only one.
Nobody gives you...
983 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Jun 2015 3:45am
18th Jun 2015 3:45am
Time(spoken word)
Time...
Something of value that's taken for granted,
heals the wounded soldier,
the measureless and the immeasurable,
reveals all that is lost.
Know that yesterday is of today's memory and tomorrow is today's dream.
They say time is too precious to waste,
that time is everything.
And once it's gone,
it can never be taken back.
Make the most out of your time,
cause life is too short to not take risks.
So don't stay fixated on that one girl, that one guy,
that one job, that one...
Something of value that's taken for granted,
heals the wounded soldier,
the measureless and the immeasurable,
reveals all that is lost.
Know that yesterday is of today's memory and tomorrow is today's dream.
They say time is too precious to waste,
that time is everything.
And once it's gone,
it can never be taken back.
Make the most out of your time,
cause life is too short to not take risks.
So don't stay fixated on that one girl, that one guy,
that one job, that one...
790 reads
0 Comments
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