a deep strangulation
a quick glance
the glowing masterpiece of dollar signs:
$0$0$0$0$
a deeper strangulation
a love lost
another victim in the book
another zombie to entertainment
kids crying out for a rock . crumbled to dust
hurricanes ripping away sanity
your quaint neighborhood drowns- the killer is
human
memories ripped by bullets and greed
change has not come, the mountain top melted
away
consume pain and regurgitate trauma
inject unreasoning question
the imminence of death (anxiety filled energy, I can’t fall asleep)
honour the ones taken away from living
yeah… yeah… a floating rock…
my soul’s in question: lean on the one who
knows (heavenly father)
bills to pay, degrees to obtain, dreams to live…
Please give a detailed explanation about the meaning and main idea of this poem.:
The poem is about my current reality, including my personal life and the content I'm consuming on social media. I've been seeing a lot of exploitation in media and glorification of evil people all in the name of entertainment. Families torn apart from cheating scandals, climate change being a threat to everyone's future and all living things on this planet, senseless killings, and personal loss in my own family. I question death in general, and its unfortunate inevitability. In the end, I know there is a purpose to why I am on this floating rock, and amidst all the chaos and uncertainty, I'm going to live it.
Please explain your writing and thought process regarding this poem.:
I wanted my writing style to look more abstract and symbolic. I don't often write like this, but I was inspired by other poets who use symbols and unique characters to elevate their storytelling. I wanted this poem to touch on various points, so each paragraph is supposed to be a different aspect/story. The title is simply; the vibes, written in all lower case. The vibe is a feeling, I was trying to convey my feelings to each aspect of the world around me.
Why did you choose to write this poem?:
To regurgitate my feelings onto paper.
Do you have any tips or anything to share with the youth writers who may be reading this?:
Don't worry about rules or judgment. Poetry is an amazing outlet for you to say how you feel and reflect on the world around you. Write how you want to, nothing else matters when the pen is in your hand.
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