Litany
by Billy Collins
"There is no way you are the pine scented air"
I think its just so funny that he takes starts his inspiration from something that's supposed to be serious, after all it is a love poem, and turns it into something funny. I just love how he can take from other people but still make it his own. Like when he starts adding the "you are not..." in there. And the way he finishes it just adds so much
"But don't worry I am not the bread and the knife you are still the bread and the knife. You will always be the bread and the knife not to mention the crystal goblet and somehow the wine"
I wish I could be like Billy Collins and get inspiration from someone else
but make it completely my own and make it just unforgettable.
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Monday, December 12, 2011
This one's for you
You’re not alone.
This is for all the people who’ve had they’re heart break. For the children who’ve had their mother die. For the single parents struggling to make a living for their family.
You’re not alone.
This is for the people that think life is hard. This is for those who are afraid of heights. For the dreamers whose dreams aren’t coming true. For the boys who have jobs to support their mother and siblings.
You’re not alone.
This is for the women unable to have children. For the kids who always get picked last for everything. For the smart kids who are bad test takers.
You’re not alone.
And every time you look to the sky and ask “why me?” you must remember that you’re not the only one, but one of many. Someone somewhere is out there hurting the same way you are and just like you is looking to the sky and asking “Why me?”
So I say again for the kids dealing with abuse. For the families who’ve lost their homes. For the kids eating alone at lunch wishing they could have just one friend. For the girls who think they’re ugly. For the kids that go hungry because their parents have an addiction to drugs. For the Husbands who watch their wife die after giving birth to their first child. For the widows. For all the people going through or have had bad times in their lives.
You are not alone.
This is for all the people who’ve had they’re heart break. For the children who’ve had their mother die. For the single parents struggling to make a living for their family.
You’re not alone.
This is for the people that think life is hard. This is for those who are afraid of heights. For the dreamers whose dreams aren’t coming true. For the boys who have jobs to support their mother and siblings.
You’re not alone.
This is for the women unable to have children. For the kids who always get picked last for everything. For the smart kids who are bad test takers.
You’re not alone.
And every time you look to the sky and ask “why me?” you must remember that you’re not the only one, but one of many. Someone somewhere is out there hurting the same way you are and just like you is looking to the sky and asking “Why me?”
So I say again for the kids dealing with abuse. For the families who’ve lost their homes. For the kids eating alone at lunch wishing they could have just one friend. For the girls who think they’re ugly. For the kids that go hungry because their parents have an addiction to drugs. For the Husbands who watch their wife die after giving birth to their first child. For the widows. For all the people going through or have had bad times in their lives.
You are not alone.
Sunday, December 4, 2011
Ghandi
I keep telling myself tomorrow I'll break free.
But each time tomorrow comes I'm still trapped.
Because I keep forgetting that there's no way out.
Society has finally gained the ultimate control and there's nothing we can do about it.
They tell us we can still do as we please. That our destiny and what we become is all up to us.
But I keep forgetting that its not true.
I don't get to decide anything except which of the few options they've
placed in front of me to choose from.
We're all trapped in our individual bubbles created by society that won't let us decide for ourselves.
I see people suffocating. Just wanting to be free like me. Just wanting to have a say in their life.
And asking when will we own ourselves completely?
We won't........until someone breaks free.
So that's why each day I tell myself that tomorrow I'll be the one to break free.
To give myself hope that there's still a chance
I can be what I've always wanted to be.
And for a moment I believe it.
But I keep forgetting.......
There's no way out.
But each time tomorrow comes I'm still trapped.
Because I keep forgetting that there's no way out.
Society has finally gained the ultimate control and there's nothing we can do about it.
They tell us we can still do as we please. That our destiny and what we become is all up to us.
But I keep forgetting that its not true.
I don't get to decide anything except which of the few options they've
placed in front of me to choose from.
We're all trapped in our individual bubbles created by society that won't let us decide for ourselves.
I see people suffocating. Just wanting to be free like me. Just wanting to have a say in their life.
And asking when will we own ourselves completely?
We won't........until someone breaks free.
So that's why each day I tell myself that tomorrow I'll be the one to break free.
To give myself hope that there's still a chance
I can be what I've always wanted to be.
And for a moment I believe it.
But I keep forgetting.......
There's no way out.
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