I Too Have Seen The Greatest..I Too Have Seen the Greatest Minds of My Generation by L. Andrew R. (February 2004)I Too Have Seen The Greatest..11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Allen Ginsberg once said, "I saw the best minds of my generation…"
He spoke of the ravages of his generation in the 50s.
But in this year, in this day,
In my contemporaries,
I too have seen the greatest minds of my generation.
I too have seen the greatest minds of my generation,
Dashed against the rocks that we refer to as the "teen years".
I have seen them fall into the darkness from the light that they were raised to embrace.
I have seen my generation crumble under the weight of these years.
The greatest years of one's life become a vicious cycle of drugs, alcoholism, sex, and violence before these great minds know the power of addiction, the pain of the bottle, what it is to love, and the meaning behind violence.
I too have seen the greatest minds of my generation.
I have seen the degradation of friendship from someone that one can trust unconditionally into comrades of circumstance and meaningless b
Religious AmericaReligious America11 years ago in Socio-political More Like This
Religious America. Do you love it? I don't. Something just seems so wrong. The freedom of practicing your religion is dead. Sure, you're free to go to the Church every Sunday morning and Wednesday night, but religion isn't what it was intended to be in America. For the record, I will give you a little background about myself. No, I am not an angst-filled teenager who hates his parents and displays his blood-filled Slipknot shirt with pride. Hell, I shop at Eddie Bauer and Wal-Mart for most of my clothes. I don't denounce religion because that's the trend with kids. Any teen atheist stereotypes are not in my description at all.
In reality, I am not an atheist; I'm actually in a crisis of faith. It's sad really. Should kids be exposed to religious and non-religious propaganda from such a young age and be left to ponder and violently question if there's a god? I think not. We live in a God fearing culture in America and that is what is scary. From a young age, most children
Scar Me, Scarling.Scar Me, Scarling.11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sweet Heart Dealer, you come to me in my dreams
Smoke fills the room
My soul tears at the seams
Plexiglass shatters and broken hearts fall
In the wonder of it all
The hearts are now clear, the flowers are grey
Starlight's in the sky
The wolves are at bay
But the blood has been spilt and we've already died
In a world filled with truth, why did we lie?
Men Who Rule The World.Men Who Rule The World.11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Fiddle the figures and find all the facts,
Just take a good look at how backwards you act.
You kept moving forwards and never looked back,
Your movement so scripted your timing exact.
Your bubblegum lies and your painted on smiles,
Who needs emotions when you've got that much style.
Your empty ideas, blow away in the wind,
Demons came knocking, you let them all in.
It's beautiful and pretty but it's all gone away,
I really do wish, that I had more to say.
Reflections on an Unjust WarReflections on an Unjust War11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm sick and tired of the fucking patriotism and bloodlust in this country. We fought a war to "free" the people of Iraq, and we still haven't established any real welfare there for those now "freed" people. I just wish we had a government that could solve problems without fuckin' killin' everybody we have a problem with. This kind of solution will only create more problems in the long run. What we should have done after 9/11 was not to go on a killing spree but to shower the people of Islam with aide so that they will be more persuaded to bring Ossama to trial. Instead, "W." wants to go about some kind of Old West retribution "Smoke 'em out!" It ain't gonna work, mate. The reason the Muslims hate us is because our government is oppressing the, we as a people are seen by them to quite okay and in fact, quite a respectable and industrious people.
666Is this it?66611 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
1 carcus as life just floats on a river of insanity
1 chance as russian roulete become the only life raft
1 universe as the stars vanish
1 human species falling in the water fall of filth
1 lie to blanket the fall
1 life as hope engulfs regret
This is shit
2 many problems lurk in the meddows
2 much sorrow slashes at the soul
2 much ignorance prances on the inocent
Please tell me there is more
6 ways to die and not enough ways to live
The Loss of HumanityThe Loss of Humanity10 years ago in Open More Like This
We've gone too fast
flown too high
waxy wings melting in the sun
a lovely little lie
it's all under control
we are the great creators
left to struggle with creation
cope with our false manifestations
a world around us built inside us
-pause a second
take a break
sit in silence
Squint Your EyesSquint Your Eyes11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Just like I always do;
I've ruined it.
I've crushed my agreeable tumor.
And blinded my eyes
with its ash
I'll grab handfuls of this
and fill my mouth
until it drops
from my lips
of maligned midnight musings.
across my maroon lacquered
where I may rest my head
And speak o
Get Out Claws.Get Out Claws.11 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I'm still trying to deliver a punch line,
i'm still trying to untangle my insides,
still pretending im living the high life,
low down now feeling so tongue tied.
Still trip, falling out of my mind,
honey tree, ocean bee, suicide smile,
painting your dreams on the clouds in the sky,
you said you would always be mine.
Still planning the perfect crime,
all strung up and hung out to dry,
pushed out the nest without learning to fly,
i'm still shaking from that look in your eyes.
Can I Say Sex on the RadioCan I Say Sex on the Radio11 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Plain. Simple. It sounds ridiculous right? Of course you should be able to say the word "sex" on the radio. We see softcore displays of sexuality on Cable TV and even network television (thanks Janet Jackson for giving the FCC an incentive to try and censor even more!). Apparently, the FCC thinks the opposite. I'm referring to Howard Stern, and how the FCC is so afraid of him, that they want him off the air. Mr. Stern for 20 years has entertained listeners and revolutionized the format of talk radio. Every idiot you hear doing a morning show on your local station is a spin-off of Stern.
Quite Simply, if you don't like Howard Stern, there's an off button on your radio. Hit it, and don't turn him on again. He'll do you no harm. When all the bills are passed through congress concerning censorship, there will be no more Howard Stern, and many entertainers are going to be forced to "clean up" something that really doesn't need "cleaned up" in the first place.
I hope at the end o
white lines on the horizon.white lines on the horizon.11 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I close all the curtains..
hide from the world in..
the bed that I bought..
back when we were an item
kiss me with your amateur..
every move that you make..
is a beautiful thing
she meets with a smile..
that she's trying to hide..
with tears in her eyes..
the boy she once left for dead
I said I'm not moving..
until the ground falls from beneath our feet.
there's nothing worth living for..
more than moments like this
you push me away..
I fade.. into silhouette.
time can heal almost anything..
Occidental AttackOccidental Attack11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Since the beginning, you have divided. You divided religion from faith, then you divided religion into a million different religions, each one different, each one more and more lost. Churches so divided they shun other churches and whole peoples over details insignificant to your faith and against the teachings of your God. You divided faith from work, from government, from life and from love. You divided your work and your play. You divided your government into inoperability. You divided your life into years, months, days, hours, minutes and seconds. You divided love from sex, sex from passion, and passion from caring. You divided your country from your king, your land from your people, your souls from your minds.
You divided the people you enslaved and killed, and then taught them to divide themselves when you were not around.
I am in love with unity.
Can you see where that might be a problem?
Late Night Feelings.Late Night Feelings.11 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Im re-evaluating everything I am..
I thought id tell you, so that you can understand.
Just so you can go around and come around again..
Dont forget, that things could never be the same.
And now your luck runs out, your at my door again..
make you look like a drowned rat standing in the pouring rain.
I stand beside you, I cant close my eyes..
Please wont you whisper to me all your sweet lies.
I feel so easy shaking in your eyes..
I thought I'd feel this way the rest of my life.
But if you decide again to walk away..
Left in a daze as you were changing lanes.
All the things I tried so hard to say..
Explain the ways I nearly died today.
VengeanceVengeance10 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Evil screams and Death takes hold
while smoke curls from my smile
my fists are vindication
and weapons guard my soul
I empty the chamber again
winds whip my dark figure
another is fallen
my blade is calling
another name gone
another is added
while darkness surrounds us all
angelic gauntlet fists with two barrels dry
they thirst for more and blood soaks the Earth
I call down the river, my sword in hand
a light inside and dark without
I see him there
I see the stare
and plunge the blade within
another name gone
the Evil is many
I'll fight for Good as long as I live
we mark the day of the greatest battle
it is our end, it is our triumph
Love thy neighbour?God hates fags. 'Love thy neighbour' HAH!!! Why don't you take a closer look at the Bible before you talk shit!!!Love thy neighbour?6 years ago in Humor More Like This
It clearly says:
"Love thy straight neighbour."
...Idiots. Go back to primary school and learn to read.
New YorkNew York11 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
My mind wanders as I put pen to paper. New York, who knows what fuckin' year, somewhere near Wall Street, or what was Wall Street, nobody can really tell but for the sign 20 yards away. It doesn't matter.
I had a large band of partisans, about 100 of us in total. We were holding a hill of debris by some large bombed-out building. We had pretty good cover. We had about 4 SAW's, a Browning .50 MG, and a couple of RPG's, the rest of us either had M16's or AK's, standard fair really. I myself carried an M4, 2 lovely .45's, a rather large knife, and a saber which had come in handy many a time despite it being a bit eccentric.
Carlos, my adjutant, approached me at around noon. He said he'd spotted roughly a company of police, a rare sight these days, and not much else, but we could smell a greater presence backing them up. Shit, I could tell it would be a long day.
I figured I should go check on the men,
Freely EnslavedYou poison your mindFreely Enslaved6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
With beliefs, divine
A part of your life
now left behind
You've no common sense
You weave a defense
Of some plan which was made
Without your consent
You justify how you behave
And choose to be, freely, enslaved
Check the cons
Break the bonds
Don't become their pawns
Escape from the hold
Say you won't be sold
No more messed up stories
From the days of old
Maybe it's time to misbehave
Show them you won't be freely enslaved
I stared at the manI stared at the man11 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
I stared at the man, suddenly, shockingly, realizing who he was.
The steam from my breakfast wafted up into my nostrils. 2 hotcakes, tasting more like stainless steal than batter… but that was alright, you could coat them with cheap lard and drown them with artificial maple flavour (with added caramel colour) and they would slide right down.
My pitiful pile of eggs cowered in the corner of my Styrofoam tray; their nutrients whipped away, leaving them flavourless, hidden underneath the dripping residue of whatever my preprocessed sausage patty and biscuit had been cooked in.
I bit into my hashbrown, carefully wrapped in a waxpaper sheath so I could not feel with my fingers the half-cup of oil I was ingesting.
I. I had been degraded to this. I, the strong savage adventurer of the great white north, I, who had survived for days on end what was mine to trap in the bush, I, who had lived with the scent of pines in my breath, who was raised by the Naskapi, who was strengthened by the rich me
Sorry We Shot Your Kid...Sorry We Shot Your Kid, But Here's $500Sorry We Shot Your Kid...8 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
For the entire war in Iraq, the press has been kept largely in the dark concerning the number of civilians killed by our forces, and what happened in the aftermath. Now several hundred files posted online reveal some of the true horror while raising questions about lack of compensation.
Here you will find, for example, that when the U.S. drops a bomb that goes awry, lands in an orchard, and does not detonate -- until after a couple of kids go out to take a look -- our military does not feel any moral or legal reason to compensate the family of the dead child because this is, after all, broadly speaking, a "combat situation."
Also: What price (when we do pay) do we place on the life of a 9-year-old boy, shot by one of our soldiers who mistook his book bag for a bomb satchel? Would you believe $500? And when we shoot an Iraqi journalist on a bridge we shell out $2500 to his widow -- but why not the measly $5000 she had requested?
This, and m
Hail to the ThiefHail to the Thief10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
most of us will never find what we want, and that is a constant in human existence...
A travesty that some higher being set for us...
We try to fill ourselves with thing that are meaning less to the big picture... And it seems in our government is playing the moral fiber that vaguely exists within humans. We call them our leaders, that we elect these men and women to make decisions for us that i believe we could handle better then they do...
They pocket our hard earned money for their personal gain…
Criminals we let get away…
Our youth thinking of nothing literally…
To lazy to realize that they are the future, but what will your future look like when our generation is done. So much war and hate and sickness…
Will there be a future to look forward to?
Or will our future be there when we come of age?
I ask these questions in a hope to wake those who sleep…
A drunken stupor, a high stupor
Can we wake? Can we rise to see another day, or will we lie down into that the dying of the light?
Think. Don't Know.Certainty is a plague. Avoid it at all costs. Don't be certain, ever; think, don't know. Crusaders were certain their actions were right; the radical terrorists are certain they were doing good; many criminals are certain they won't get caught. They knew, but didn't think. Think. Ask why. Ask how.Think. Don't Know.6 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Don't ever just accept something, follow the evidence. Don't just accept there is evidence, study it, experience it firsthand, if possible. Think. Society stabilizes through doubt, not certainty, knowing leads to not trying, not learning. Knowing isn't really knowing, it's a combination of faith and apathy. Thinking is security, a blend of skepticism and activism, curiosity and caring, initiative and interaction. Don't just trust, justify rationally, and rationalize justly. Trust is good, only if it is trustworthy. Don't just know, think.
The WriterThe WriterThe Writer6 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
I have a name, but Im dont want to tell you it. Actually, I dont need to tell you it, because even if you knew it, youd never find me.
Because there are probably more than a thousand of me-at least, people with the same name-around where I live, maybe millions worldwide.
Thus I live in this world, longing for individuality, but being individual makes you weird.
So Im not telling you my name because its really not that important.
This world I live in is strange. Everyone judges.
I live in a world where youre fat if you wear size six jeans, because the -cough- acceptable size is like -3.
I live in a world where music is cuss words and bad influences.
I live in a world where you can fail all through school but still make more money than those who tried.
In fact, I live in a world revolving around money.
I live in a world where beauty gets you farther than talent, skill, and hard work.
I live in a world conditione