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In this world of chaos.
written by GeishaGirl08:08 AM 2/27/05In this world of chaos we’re all clones in the end, where has our individuality gone? I’ll answer it for you. We chucked it out and spat on it that’s what; to us it was like an unwanted enemy. Goth, punk, rapper, it’s all been done before don’t be a stupid fucker and think you’re a different, don’t be a stupid fucker and say it makes you feel better. We all follow each other it’s like a fucking cult same hair styles, same clothing, same fucking over used clichéd slang. If someone gets a particular piercing, some other fucker will follow in burning hot pursuit. If someone gets a brand name jacket some shithead will get another in a different colour as early as the very next moronic day.
In this world of chaos we’re all killers in the end, we kill our culture we kill our own identity to the point of extinction. We kill our own world and the species we live with, no we couldn’t be fair and share the environment. We have to keep indulging in life’s pleasures; keep burning the fuel keep heating up Earth to the point of the ice caps melt. So FUCK THE KYOTO PROTOCAL we are all practically saying, we’re fucking fuck wits, that’s what we are FUCK WITS. We can live without television, we can live without radios, and we can live without microwaves, be can live without cars! THE AMISH HAVE IT RIGHT! DAMN IT. We’ve done it before we can do it again! Come on people how did we live hundreds of years ago?
In this world of chaos we’re following each other to the point we’re going to be all copies of each other, there isn’t going to be sub-cultures, or cultures for that matter. We’re a dying world, why can’t everyone see this? We’re killing each other off in war, we’re killing the ozone layer, and animal species are becoming extinct each fucking day. Each day is now as we know it, a count down to our death. The clock its ticking, listen to it; see it now driving us to an imprudent point of our own suicide. |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
Yes some of you may of heard this before but its back and just a tad better and edited. + I hardly got any reviews last time. *cries*
Comments question criticism welcomed.
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| » Comments / Feedback | by Genocide Reaper (2-27-2005 - 08:50 AM)
| I love this poem, I think its brilliant, though I am compelled to say. That I myself am an Individual making my own culture. :) |
by GeishaGirl (2-27-2005 - 09:04 AM)
| Thanks I like most of your stuff aswell. |
by LaDiablo (3-1-2005 - 07:27 AM)
| Pessimism - I love it. Reverting to anarchy, are we? Better than this fascist manifestation, I suppose. |
by GeishaGirl (3-1-2005 - 09:01 AM)
| No, no I'm not a anarchist. I'm quite the oppisite (read profile) If you read it properly, (it might be confusing) I'm for saving the environment, and I'm all for the KYOTO. |
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