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Idle Hands
acres and acres for miles and miles
poverty and dispair fills the eyes
what was once fertile now lay in ruins
but greed was these fields undoing
the scarecrow is standing guard day and night
to make sure not a single morsel leave his sight
while starving souls beg for a taste
seems a cruel disgrace to let it all go to waste
had scarecrow shared it willingly
this would seem far less a tragedy
But the crow did no work, so why should it eat?
take take take for today,but what about next week?
had the crow contributed to its very cause
there would be an abundance for all
but no use sitting counting crows
murder, murder to humanitys soul
and i wonder just what scares the scarecrow
is it the crows figuring out its just for show
I also wonder does the crow know
It is no different than the scarecrow
Sowhose to blame the scarecrow or the crow
If neither realized you reap what you sow!!!
“Where the vast cloudless sky was broken by one crow I sat upon a hill - all alone - long ago; But I never felt so lonely and so out of God's way, As here, where I brush elbows with a thousand every day” - quote by Harry Kemp
poverty and dispair fills the eyes
what was once fertile now lay in ruins
but greed was these fields undoing
the scarecrow is standing guard day and night
to make sure not a single morsel leave his sight
while starving souls beg for a taste
seems a cruel disgrace to let it all go to waste
had scarecrow shared it willingly
this would seem far less a tragedy
But the crow did no work, so why should it eat?
take take take for today,but what about next week?
had the crow contributed to its very cause
there would be an abundance for all
but no use sitting counting crows
murder, murder to humanitys soul
and i wonder just what scares the scarecrow
is it the crows figuring out its just for show
I also wonder does the crow know
It is no different than the scarecrow
Sowhose to blame the scarecrow or the crow
If neither realized you reap what you sow!!!
“Where the vast cloudless sky was broken by one crow I sat upon a hill - all alone - long ago; But I never felt so lonely and so out of God's way, As here, where I brush elbows with a thousand every day” - quote by Harry Kemp
Published 21st Mar 2016
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21st Mar 2016 7:10pm
Fine job poeticDesire, with some fine symbolism and deft wordplay.
"but no use sitting counting crows
murder, murder to humanitys soul"
This could be cold-blooded murder or a flock ("murder") of crows. Excellent work!
"but no use sitting counting crows
murder, murder to humanitys soul"
This could be cold-blooded murder or a flock ("murder") of crows. Excellent work!
22nd Mar 2016 9:10am
A mind twisting wisdom filled piece of excellence! but I have long become accustomed to your excellent, poetic skills! :)
23rd Mar 2016 1:51am
it's a revealing story,
bountiful fields that become a wasteland.
the scarecrow knows...
bountiful fields that become a wasteland.
the scarecrow knows...
The enabler, the self lazed, the unabling? What runs true for the animals always comes through in your smoldering blue nightmares that you set alight here.
But I guess that's how a Queen born with that vision releases the humanity game with that forewarned wisdom
Dark portents that issue from you, make me whisper-growl "Make that not true!", make me shiver when I reflect- like you delivered it with some electrific hiss
I guess you just collect it and the ink hits freely like a rattlesnake bit me, rattle this rake when the ink kiss lit me
A walking box of matchsticks enrapt in what you spit
'Cause for real with it?
The real dark is a motherfucker of bright glare, and your colorful nightmares ...
They only feel half like analogy and warning, anomalies forming, what makes us standing to our own harm like Orwell's "Animal Farm", (Dead Prez brought it to even better alarm) the other half of the span you free
Is what overhandles me...tragic expanse, magic understanding, Sandman's stream, capture time for just a few verses
But that's forever-as-in-greater-unwritten-narrative when I get immersed. Your world extends forever and whenever
There's some Greek phrase for that but I don't remember, I'm not that clever
But I know what's up by scent and what's real, and I know a nightmare I had before, no matter wherever after it comes on
So when I had this scene dreamed before, I s'pose that was just captured in your palm
Pirate to a Queen, that's you making the accountability move- to even empower the pawns. Divinity original fuckmate THAT is how I see your
Word is bond.
But I guess that's how a Queen born with that vision releases the humanity game with that forewarned wisdom
Dark portents that issue from you, make me whisper-growl "Make that not true!", make me shiver when I reflect- like you delivered it with some electrific hiss
I guess you just collect it and the ink hits freely like a rattlesnake bit me, rattle this rake when the ink kiss lit me
A walking box of matchsticks enrapt in what you spit
'Cause for real with it?
The real dark is a motherfucker of bright glare, and your colorful nightmares ...
They only feel half like analogy and warning, anomalies forming, what makes us standing to our own harm like Orwell's "Animal Farm", (Dead Prez brought it to even better alarm) the other half of the span you free
Is what overhandles me...tragic expanse, magic understanding, Sandman's stream, capture time for just a few verses
But that's forever-as-in-greater-unwritten-narrative when I get immersed. Your world extends forever and whenever
There's some Greek phrase for that but I don't remember, I'm not that clever
But I know what's up by scent and what's real, and I know a nightmare I had before, no matter wherever after it comes on
So when I had this scene dreamed before, I s'pose that was just captured in your palm
Pirate to a Queen, that's you making the accountability move- to even empower the pawns. Divinity original fuckmate THAT is how I see your
Word is bond.
