PAD Challenge Day 1: Chain of Fools
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PAD Challenge Day 1: Write a foolish poem.
Chain of Fools
In today's world,
on today's time,
I'm a fool.
Yous a fool.
We're all fools
to believe that our lives
are not being bamboozled
into a game of musical chairs.
Wondering-
who will be the next one
taken out before the music ends?
We're so distracted by
the whimsical tune
in heavy rotation
on the channel news
that makes it feel like
its more than okay to play
when it's not fairly okay.
Then again,
maybe it is okay
because it wasn't
their familiar blood
soaking, staining
square footages until their
ancestral enzymes
were broken down by
base enzymes and
mopped up just to make the
laminated floors
look pretty and smooth
like life didn't live there;
and death just
humbly and accidentally
found its way outliving
the lives innocently taken.
And the hearts
of the love ones,
missing the one
gunned down,
are the only hearts
that will wear the
stains of pain forever
with no rest in their pulse
because they will never
know peace again.
Once again,
the world has left its
third eye opened
for us to know that
peace doesn't really come
with an offering or a sign
and its never really
born out of a lily.
They'll never know peace again-
no matter how many breaths
they'll take out of their own mouth.
No matter how many
prayers they'll pray,
within mind or in mid air,
because the world's
thoughts and prayers
are becoming overrated.
They are not as loud
or louder than this eerie sound of life,
desperately crying to be saved.
They are not solid,
more like basic and hell-bent.
And saving our selves
feels like the new normal
where even the Pentagon
can't save our itty bitty
circles of life because
today's today is more focused
on a range of numbers,
with a peso sign in front
and a few commas behind,
more than a set of characters
we call family, lovers, and friends.
So, how many more will
have to die for this game to end?
D'ElegantOne
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