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Didn't name it, its just a thought, er, kind of.

  • 15-03-2005 8:51pm
    #1
    Closed Accounts Posts: 90 ✭✭


    this is just thought I put on paper when i was seventeen, i like it though, it says alot about me, if you're open to it.


    All through my life
    I have seen, I have known,
    Great cruelty.
    Granted I wasn’t always conscious
    Of it, but it existed
    All the same. Many times
    I had the power to interfere - and yet
    I have rarely done so in 17 years.
    17 years of turning a blind
    Eye. Woe, my hands
    Too are blemished with
    The suffering of others,
    Tarnished with the hurt and pain
    Which I could have, no,
    Should have prevented.
    For even the lowliest ‘scum’
    - By whose definition though -
    Are feeling,
    Therefore I cry, I weep, for what
    They endure.
    I’ve seen,
    I’ve known,
    I’ve partaken in,
    Harassment of undoubtedly
    Innocent people, animals.
    I didn’t oppose,
    They were different, and sadly,
    There was a time when that seemed to be
    A logical reason to disturb.
    Why? I don’t know. At all.
    Older now, and maybe wiser,
    If I could take back
    The hurt,
    The torment, I’ve caused
    Through my actions or through
    My apathy.
    I would, I think.
    I am pathetic.
    Atlas you harbour nought to my heart,
    Strained with the sins of nations.
    Ashamed to be human I have been and
    No doubt will be again.
    I seek direction,
    Yet I believe in no God, that
    I know of.
    You probably believe I’m rambling,
    Raving, but no,
    Open,
    This makes sense
    Depending on your perception.
    Don’t judge me – I can do that myself.


Comments

  • Closed Accounts Posts: 69 ✭✭ICadvisor


    [font=&quot]It's a deep peace, echoing ever so slightly the style of Ginsberg.

    The work (pieces) we write (wrote) in our youth can be a far more accurate portrayal of how we saw ourselves and the world than how we see things now in our mind's eye. [/font]


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 1,828 ✭✭✭ven0m


    All I can say is WOW - I'm ****in speechless!!!!!! :eek:

    That is just totally overwhelming as a piece..... again I repeat - WOW!!!!!! :eek:


    ::: ven0mous :::


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 90 ✭✭reality


    Thanks, ICadvisor. I agree, sometimes, the younger you are, the fewer reasons you have to care what other people think of you. Youth is a wonderful scape-goat for bluntness.

    Ven0m, extremely flattered, but beginning to think you're easily impressed!!!


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 1,828 ✭✭✭ven0m


    reality wrote:
    Ven0m, extremely flattered, but beginning to think you're easily impressed!!!

    Quite the opposite in fact - I am a BASTARD to impress. Very little impresses me & very few poeple do too..... but thank you none the less ;)


    ::: ven0mous :::


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 90 ✭✭reality


    :)


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