Do Not Take Relief Upon Innocent People's Grief

 
 
Do not take relief upon innocent people's grief
 
Addiction is not only being slave to drugs, under cocaine control, or beneath a boss's hand kowtowing like a meek sheep, enslaved to their swaying stick, to their whims and extravagant desires, to look like a tamed animal,, you may also fall into slavery being a dependently addicted user, when those drugs, those psychedelics like LSD or mescaline, assail your whole attention, play on your real optical visions, give you a negative feedback on the world around you, affect your life for the worst, make of you an object of manipulation..moved from above with strings, behind a curtain of delight and satisfaction.
 
Being addicted to poetry is even a sick habit,......when you only spend your life with words, imprisoned in your den, rotting between the walls,  dreaming to be a Shakespeare in the Smartphone age, but you only aggravate your skill, worsen your healthy condition besides, taking your gift to the lower inspirations level.. you live like a sharlatan or even a negative shaman, an exorcist, you think they will heal your innermost maladies and pains, and stress, and depressions and ev'n addictive abuse, calling to memory your victimized past, they will surely make of you a good man, a well known poet, .....
 
All this is only a dream with no link to the real, concrete world, you escape into the morbid words....you are caught by a fish rod, at the end you see that bait worm, when you get honey-coated comments, wrapped like new year's presents, ointed sweet words of accolade and praise, chocolated gifts. because you write only Eros whims, and depression lines, exposing your self as a victim of abuse, rape, aggressive home behaviours...incest victim....a child was in the grip of a strong relative's fangs. and claws. torn like an old rag, now poetry is the only outlet..................what a pity !!!
 
You seek to find an alibi for all your "far-fetched behaviour",
Your being insolently repulsive, results from some poor people who claim to be poets, breathe sex, eat sex, drink sex, sleep sex; wake  up with sex,, as if this biological action is food, water; elixir....so you see sex and even sexualize every thing they see,  
 
But, they don't know that Freud is an innocent scientific, an engaged psychoanalyst who tried to channel that biological "animal" energy into something merely artistic, poetic, creative rather than free it in into the same biological outlet; and thru this spill, the sick ones won't heal................the only and one way is to burst into artistic creation, handicrafted activities, gardening, mind gaming, and societal competitions that help overcome any animal behaviour, or depraved activity, and make the sick one get integrated into society as an active element, sane, moderate and productive , able to rebuild themselves, and live happily ever after..
 
/PS/ I don not write this for a specific person, it's a general article,
Those who don't appreciate, are gently asked to show ''poetic justice''
ethical demeanor. i reject any biased words, other than critical mind on this poetic creation.....this is poetry nothing else
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