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Charles Vorpal May 2021
The desire to want more
Has been corrupted
Such desires means much more
Than greed, gluttony, or lust

Is it wrong to demand more efficiency
From those who are supposed to lead us?

Is it too much to ask for more empathy
For those sorely in need of compassion?

Is it a sin to demand for more justice
For victims of hypocritical religious figures?

Is it not our basic human rights
To desire more safety and security?

Why do we judge those who want more
Because they want to share with others?

Why do we belittle those seeking equality
And bitterly challenge them more instead?

Why do we put down passions and talents?
When we need more creativity and imagination?

Why do those who are greedy have their wants satisfied
While the desperate ones have their urgent needs neglected?

We need MORE kindness
We need MORE humanity
We need MORE wisdom

Otherwise, in the end
Only anger and pain
Will grow and reign
Forevermore...
Charles Vorpal May 2021
My stupid boy,
When you were young,
You charge forward
Towards what you thought
Was your dream

And now, silly boy,
You have grown,
Old and fat, but not up

You have now become
This sad, strange little man
You have forgotten what dreams are
Depleted of life and energy
You simply recharge nightly
Just to be exhausted again the next day
The only thing you charge now
Is you debit card

You dream no longer
For you have nothing to look forward
Your once youthful charge
Is now replaced by
A desperate march to the other side.
Charles Vorpal May 2021
"Why do you laugh?
Do you not see
How useless is it?
Are you delusional?
Or have you gone mad?"
You questioned me.
I stared, and laughed.
I am not blind, and
I certainly feel helpless.
But, still I laugh,
For I have already cried.

In laughter, I find unity
With others who laugh too
In laughter, there is power
Against clowns and idiots
With delusions of grandeur
As I laugh, I show sanity
While exposing stupidity

To laugh is to cope
A means of catharsis
It is as valid as crying
And often, I do both
I laugh, because I am
unfortunately still human

— The End —