Wednesday, September 18, 2019

Inferno

By psiipilehto



Vigilance is the price paid for liberty we say &
Melt the midnight candle
Till the brain explodes
Worrying about dystopian futures
Becoming immediate realities

Wake up next morning
Already too haggard
for the hard day ahead .
Already on the edge
On espresso
Hit the Roads

Shame the shameless culprits
The Nazis ,
The pervy uncles &
Nervy mothers

Quote Dante , Kennedy & Dan Brown all at once:-
The darkest places in hell are reserved for those
who maintain their neutrality in times of moral crisis.
No one listens.
Like the Germans once didn’t
How late is too late?

The twilight hits
The morale a
 bit too swift …

What if this struggle isn’t unique?
Just the disgruntlement of every
 Angry young person
Ever.
Maybe its all the coffee and student debt
A wilful distraction in lieue of personal poo poo

Get pacified by dinner.
I was just hungry
For what? I still don’t know..
Tomorrow will be a better day
At least another day.

Then the midnight hits.



For PU's Midweek Motif Vigilance

16 comments:

  1. Oh this poem really speaks to me. This is our daily inner conversation for cvertain. Tomorrow will, at least , be another day, though long-term future is not guaranteed. You have expressed this so well.

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  2. Wow! IF THIS IS JUST ANOTHER CONVERSATION? It may be, in its most reason incarnation, but that isn't enough to squelch it. I say YES to those late night talks that lead to.acivism in the morning. This is a brilliant poem.

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  3. It is always good to have an opinion...until a dictator takes control then best become invisible in the crowd.

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  4. This kind of vigilance is so familiar, melting the midnight candle and feeling like my brain will explode with all the worrying. There’s so much to make us paranoid, but we can’t let those evil shameless culprits grind us down.

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  5. I am grateful to you for writing what I feel, how I fear and my resignation to another day.

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  6. Open to so much tests but sustaining its strength will determine a place for itself to carry on to another day!

    Hank

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  7. My first time here I think... I liked this a lot - very rich piece of writing. I had a fresh spiky feel to it and such confident flow to it too. My favourite line for sure was:
    "Melt the midnight candle
    Till the brain explodes'

    I will certainly be back for more...

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  8. Months and months into what we are experiencing, I had hoped that feeling of angst would dissipate ... it hasn't. Great write.

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  9. As others have said, very immediate to the moment and visceral.

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  10. Worrying times certainly need the words of the poet as steering wheels
    Nice one. Happy Sunday

    Muchđź’–love

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  11. Someone wisely cautioned me years ago "Don't pole vault over mouse droppings!" For the most part it's worked.....but the droppings are seeming inordinately large of late!

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  12. You capture the prevailing gloom and desperation. Courage mon vieux.

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  13. wow you mentioned dystopian futures. yes, that is one of the subjects that come to mind at times. happy Sunday!

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  14. You nailed this one...gritty, raw and oh, so true!

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  15. I certainly relate to this. I spend time wondering about the future and exploring my creative side to silence world noise.

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