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Dec 2013 · 1.3k
Society’s Soul
David Gonzalez Dec 2013
I hear the sounds of…
Clanking swords, spears, and crying souls
The sight of…
Shoveling dirt for graves and empty bowls…
Empty stomachs
The thunderous drum beat is in unison with the marches
Brave soldiers and accurate archers
Men and woman who sacrifice everything to see their country rise
Without the slightest feeling that they are getting sand blown over their eyes
The truth is hidden in the brain of every society
If someone were to ask me who I am…
American? Latino? Native? French?
No. I am none of these things
Tan skin and thick, dark hair
A giant with an awkward smile
The Universe begs us to be “different”
Yet it judges us for it
Hypocrisy is our philosophy
Since the first day that I took a deep breath of this thin and polluted air…
I have lost faith in all of humanity
What do you consider “the end”?
When mankind is completely wiped out from the face of Earth-
Or when we lose our morality?
Society has come to the end of its rope
It’s my job to tie a knot and hang on tightly…
Hang on as long as I possibly can
I wonder how long I would last before someone tries to tear me down…
To the depths of failure and misery
Our world’s rotting heart is oozing out with anger, pride, and lust
A society supported by hate and judgment
We are like Al-Qaeda and the Nazis
No different
This world is killing you slowly…
With every breath that you take
We are lambs that are being led to the slaughter
Killing each other…
Moms, dads, and daughters
The blood of our society tastes bitter and acidic on my sensitive tongue
The bullet shells clank loudly against the cold and hard concrete sidewalk
Suicide, genocide, homicide, worldwide
We are what we think
What we think is wrong
Society wins
We’ve reached the end
Dec 2013 · 669
David Gonzalez Dec 2013
It’s the story of life and about God’s son.
It’s the Holy Scripture that I base my life on.
Quoting it daily, but reading it once a year.
Going to church every Sunday, but I'm still filled with fear.
Ego and ignorance clouds up my soul-
Not thinking about the future and what it’ll unfold
Anger fills me, but it’s the joy I resisted.
How would this world be if would of never existed
Money in my pocket
But no one to spend it on
Just expensive clothes and new game add-ons
Nothing to do but text and watch Netflix
Chillin’ with the older sis watching “Chick-Flicks”  
I’m just a kid trying to grow up too fast
Acting like my life is part of a show and I’m in the cast
I’m like a baby-
Trying to develop in two weeks
But I die because I'm too weak
I’m living past; I’m scared of proceeding
My heart is a flow of emotions with infinite bleeding

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