anwarfrancis - Hello Poetry

our lives are fraught with numbers so many fractions of a second faster in a race most wins on record best jury votes highest flight deepest dive most goals meters of rising sea levels millions of refugees and more displaced tens of thousands honor killings thousands of deaths with Ebola millions of Zika virus victims next year billions of deficit or profit in import/export or the stock exchange votes in elections or for beauty queens polls tweets virtual friends & followers likes on the social media on hellopoetry we have been taught to measure our status our importance and the significance of our lives in clicks of other peoples’ digital devices even our time has been reduced to numbers the digital has long replaced the comprehensive instead of the round dial that shows 12 hours suggesting the duration of a normal day we have a punctual display without the whole the cyclical has lost against the linear 0101010101010101010101010101010101 we all look forward to our numbered future no past and very little present our hands on smart phones homes TVs pushing a button makes things move swishing a screen displays the world over all that we easily forget that we ourselves have been reduced to numbers of customers for businesses of voters for the politicians of workers for the corporations of citizens for our nations digital quantities we have become and if we take a global view we are part of the seven billion plus that currently inhabit our earth all of which do expect their individuality be honored and their dignity respected numbers don’t honor individuality they simply count the units items or people are for them the same it’s left to us to find a way that leaves the numbers in their place yet guarantees us dignity as individual members of the human race

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anwarfrancis

Feb 2, 2016

Feb 2, 2016 at 10:18 AM UTC

wwhoelbling

the numbers game

our lives are fraught with numbers so many fractions of a second faster in a race most wins on record best jury votes highest flight deepest dive most goals meters of rising sea levels millions of refugees and more displaced tens of thousands honor killings thousands of deaths with Ebola millions of Zika virus victims next year billions of deficit or profit in import/export or the stock exchange votes in elections or for beauty queens polls tweets virtual friends & followers likes on the social media on hellopoetry we have been taught to measure our status our importance and the significance of our lives in clicks of other peoples’ digital devices even our time has been reduced to numbers the digital has long replaced the comprehensive instead of the round dial that shows 12 hours suggesting the duration of a normal day we have a punctual display without the whole the cyclical has lost against the linear 0101010101010101010101010101010101 we all look forward to our numbered future no past and very little present our hands on smart phones homes TVs pushing a button makes things move swishing a screen displays the world over all that we easily forget that we ourselves have been reduced to numbers of customers for businesses of voters for the politicians of workers for the corporations of citizens for our nations digital quantities we have become and if we take a global view we are part of the seven billion plus that currently inhabit our earth all of which do expect their individuality be honored and their dignity respected numbers don’t honor individuality they simply count the units items or people are for them the same it’s left to us to find a way that leaves the numbers in their place yet guarantees us dignity as individual members of the human race

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Standing still Breath uneven Gaze slipping down the snowy tracks I watch exasperated as you stutter reasons You can't like the way the slush clings to my heart unwilling to stop Skiing, I glance around at the beautiful You Breath uneven You're laughing Over me The altitude, And I can't think of anything else Clouds gathering The future And I'm confused As the rain melts down me Breath uneven My body One great icicle You see Breath uneven I'm crying Snow dances Weaving frozen tears Together Breath uneven Blizzard We can't find The way back to where We began But there's no forgetting the journey Here I'm lost but found Breath uneven As your eyes Tell me Everything.

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anwarfrancis

Jan 30, 2016

Jan 30, 2016 at 7:46 PM UTC

word-dancer

Finding Us

Standing still Breath uneven Gaze slipping down the snowy tracks I watch exasperated as you stutter reasons You can't like the way the slush clings to my heart unwilling to stop Skiing, I glance around at the beautiful You Breath uneven You're laughing Over me The altitude, And I can't think of anything else Clouds gathering The future And I'm confused As the rain melts down me Breath uneven My body One great icicle You see Breath uneven I'm crying Snow dances Weaving frozen tears Together Breath uneven Blizzard We can't find The way back to where We began But there's no forgetting the journey Here I'm lost but found Breath uneven As your eyes Tell me Everything.

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*what is enough when you crave so much ? *

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anwarfrancis

Jan 30, 2016

Jan 30, 2016 at 1:21 PM UTC

pax

enough?

*what is enough when you crave so much ? *

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efficient yet sinful. we build cities, we find cures for illness. we grow, we reproduce. we dream, we love. but we never quite know what we want. we crave lustful encounters, yet when it comes to being in love, we always wonder if the grass is greener on the other side. we cheat, we lie, we're greedy. humans. flawed as a race. flawed altogether.

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anwarfrancis

Dec 21, 2015

Dec 21, 2015 at 12:06 PM UTC

vcuo

humans.

efficient yet sinful. we build cities, we find cures for illness. we grow, we reproduce. we dream, we love. but we never quite know what we want. we crave lustful encounters, yet when it comes to being in love, we always wonder if the grass is greener on the other side. we cheat, we lie, we're greedy. humans. flawed as a race. flawed altogether.

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