by wakingDown
The mob mentality is a very frightening thing to witness as it becomes as one maddened beast
...of fear. We see it SOMEwhere in the world almost every night. This poem creates the atmosphere well. 5 from me.
The 3rd triplet really strikes me. Yes, this does have a clichéd moment or two, as 12o1 mentions but I think you slant enough of what's current into your poem that it doesn't seem trite at all.
Overall, I appreciate this poem as a comment on the times, could be Cairo, Istanbul, Athens... ahh what a wonderful world!
Blank and automatic in the moment is a fantastic line.
I agree with 1201 about some of the images being a bit cliche. It works, but you have a lot going on in that mind of yours and I'm quite certain you can come up with stronger, kabaaam images.
On a side note, I believe mobs are born as much out of boredom as fear and discontent. Although maybe discontent is quite close to boredom.
first 5ed
hive mind buzz, Rolling thunder - old as are a few others, but:
Rolling thunder rumble of feet
The shaking wake of the stampede
Felt in the guts while heard
are good sonics, let's try a small change
Heard in the guts while felt
how does that play stampede/heard feet/felt?
Khartoum , Jallian Wallah Baug or the Fall of Bastille ...!! 5-ed