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Click hereSo much for independent thought...
From coast to coast,
and across an ocean,
any attempt to make my life
in context of meaning,
in the context of love,
dissected with rhetoric,
logic, and demands
that my thoughts are invalid,
and that my path into my life
has been wrong from the start.
And I'm done.
Politics and religion and finances,
all my experiences
and the grip I have on
"The Golden Rule"
just irrelevancies and disappointments
for everyone else.
I'm tired of anyone else's thoughts
and tired, most of all,
of being critisized at every turn
by someone I trust with my very thoughts,
who has added another voice
to the many others in my history
that I don't want to listen to anymore.
...and less from the mind, would have made this a more satisfying read for me. So, chalk me up as chiming in with Lostandfounder.
A nice poem that can be a good poem.
about being tired. Conveys futility quite well in the gray statement like quality of it. Personally, I think a little more emotion would have made it a more interesting read, but for what it is saying it works well.