Mr E - Hello Poetry

Mr E Oct 2021

The ruthless will devour you
Yet you will not even know it happened
Until the jaws begin to close
And the light begins to dim
The curtain draws and the clapping ends
By the time you realize
What that ruthless man has done

It will be utterly too late

For the pieces will have been moved
The pawns all sacrificed
And the dreaded realization will set in
That you were just a spectator to the game

And not even worth being called a piece
At all

Mr E Oct 2021

Tragedy

When something truly awful happens
Why does home
Feel so strange to be in?

Why does tragedy
Make us strangers
To our own beds?

Mr E Aug 2021

Perhaps You’re Wrong

Perhaps you won’t be everything that you wanted to be
Perhaps you will fall more times than you want
Perhaps she won’t love you back
Or perhaps your best will never be good enough
Perhaps you won’t get hired by your dream job
Perhaps you’ll be mediocre at what you love to do
Perhaps you’ll sweat and cry for little results
Perhaps you think these things weigh you down
And sink you to the bottom of the sea
Or perhaps
They won’t, as you refuse to stay down.

Mr E Aug 2021

Nihilistic Fallacy

Self proclaimed nihilists claim there is no point
And if there is no point then there is no reason to act
For they justify their beliefs that the ends justify the means
For the present
If there is nothing at the end of the tunnel
Then why walk down the tunnel in the first place?

But they miss the most important part of life:
That a carpenter who idles will not shape the wood
The hiker who sits shall find no mountain top
And the painter who wallows will create no grand design

Life is not about the end

Life is about the journey
About the sculpting of the wood
The scaling up the mountain
And the brush strokes on the canvas

Inaction therefore,
Will surely bring no end worth living for.

Mr E Aug 2021

Ebbs and Flows

So far from what I've seen
Is that life is about ebbs and flows
Forces of all natures
Push and constrain you

And life asks you daily,
"Where will you be when I rage against you?"
"What will you be tomorrow after I beat you down today?"
"When I tear at you and rip off all that you use to shield yourself?"
"How will you respond to my punishment?"

Some are quiet
Some are mute

Yet some step forward against the current
Daring life to hit harder
And they laugh
For they know that if they withstood yesterday
Why should today be any different?

Mr E Aug 2021

Two Graves

He sought revenge
On all those who wronged him
So he dug a grave for his enemies
And one for himself
For he had nothing left to lose

Mr E Aug 2021

To Boldly Go

We revel in the hero
Who would selflessly sacrifice himself for the good of all
For that is the essence of a hero
To sacrifice the one for all
One for all and never all for one

We despise the villain
Who would selfishly sacrifice the world for one
For that is the essence of the villain
To sacrifice all for one
All for one and never one for all

But how peculiar that thinking is
For if faced with the choice to save you
The hero would sacrifice you for the world
And the villain give up the world to save you.

For in that instance, who really is the hero or villain?
Is it ever so simple to label?
How peculiar indeed.