I'm stumped these days
by what people call success.
The definition seems to have narrowed
to only mean individual financial wealth
while the world burns away
stripping humanity from the human race.
I don't see that as successful,
I see it as selfish,
it gives me secondhand embarrassment.
Imagine not accounting for variables like
child welfare, starvation, or pollution
when determining whether or not
it was a life well lived.
I would be ashamed,
but instead I just feel alone
like the last sane pulse
in the heartbeat of an insane world.
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Thank you so much to everyone who reads my poetry. I know it's often sad or absurd, but it helps with catharsis more than I could ever express. I am truly and deeply heartbroken to be an American today. I am embarrassed to live in a country that so flagrantly hates the most vulnerable. There is no moral or ethical argument that could ever justify the current political landscape. It is pure greed, ego, cruelty, and senseless destruction.
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Lolly Vieira
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Comments (3)
Is it sad that, for a while it, seemed like a good portion of the world was heading in that direction, and then made a very hard right to where we are now
Don’t ever apologize for what you write. That's what poetry is all about. It's not always about flowers blooming and birds singing. Great poem!
I really love this part: the last sane pulse // in the heartbeat of an insane world There's so many things fucked up in this world T_T I really resonated with this poem.