People never know what they want, <br />they don't know what to do when to do it how to do it why to do it or who to do it with. <br />the world carries on begrudgingly wondering <br />where the hell has all the love gone? <br />there is no kindness in open sight <br />and that there is would be a fright, <br />some cretin somewhere would feast <br />like a pathetic demonic beast <br />as to what dinner life had bestowed, <br />the life of all will not matter <br />come hell or high water <br />this world will flood with vengeance and hate <br />like a never ending rain. <br />feel the bloody taste on your lips, <br />watch out for the swinging hips <br />everyone needs to start becoming kinder <br />because no where can i see a caring soul, <br />this life has carved them out as if a scar <br />and plucked out the hope by the time we've become <br />whatever kind of screwed up child <br />of a very disappointed god, <br />where do we turn now? <br />the tunnel is forever dark, <br />the only headlights broken down and scattered <br />like the philosophy of the twenty-first century, <br />please help shed some light <br />into the crusted over eyes of the blind <br />and leave those who do not see be <br />for they more than all know what i say <br />to be unforgivingly true.<br /><br />David Thomas<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/broken-philosophy/
