My lantern grows heavier every year
I vowed to search for honesty with it
So many listen, yet so few can hear
Three thousand years of vacuous bullshit!
From the ancient agora to this place
I have sought someone who will tell the truth
Whether private or public, with some grace
With the frown of age or the smile of youth
Instead, my lantern has found only lies:
Fashionable nonsense and trite clichés
Humanity's conduct reason defies
The will of the mob, everyone obeys
Fit for the gods is your technology
Beneath dogs is your ideology!
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D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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Getting Serious About Comedy (Part I)
If I were asked to remark on my life and the childhood that paved some road leading me to this point, I would have to say something about all the funny people who surrounded me for the last 26,872 days (and counting). Somewhere along that road, I became a big fan of laughter and the comedy that spawns it – and, I mean not only my own laughter, but the laughter of others, some of which I have actually been responsible for inducing.
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Comments (4)
Whoaaaa, those last two lines packed a punch! Loved your poem!
DJ Reddall, lighting the way in this challenge. Well done!
I’m not used to “bullshit” appearing in a sonnet, but it works well here. The harshest truth of all is the truth expressed by this poem. Nicely done.
Such blunt truth in your words and very well written in this poem. Great work.