"superceded" poems
Shopping outfashioned hunting and gathering,
Processed beats fresh,
Groceries replaced fruit trees,
Malls superceded forests,
Churches outnumbered temples,
Countries dissolved to territories,
Places devolved to areas,
Paths broke down into highways,
Commodity converted to currency,
Laborers submit to machinery,
Masters engage in humbug,
Apprentices reduced to students,
Knowledge downgraded to education,
And education is deducted to a show of grades,
While schools are the stages,
And the corporate world is the bigger runway,
With work slumped to employment,
Wisdom demoted to profession,
Where in jobs are the only future,
Careers are the only success,
Clicking and pressing buttons are skills,
Computers are correspondent to brains,
Information refers to news reports,
Intelligence means up-to-dateness,
Browsing is preferable to reading,
Studying is in demand more than learning,
Viewing things flashed on screens yields awareness,
Transportation is to traveling,
As buying is to the three basic needs,
And needs embody worldly possessions,
Worldly possessions define happiness,
Happiness is due to selfishness,
Selfishness is traced to the lack of love,
The lack of love draws from the lack of faith,
Because faith stands for religion,
And religion stands for membership,
Where politicians are the gods,
Celebrities are the preachers,
And the preachers are the enemies,
While networking is equal to friendship,
And connection equates to communication,
Experiences require photos,
Memories necessitate uploading,
Souvenirs can be downloaded,
Smartphones are substitute to pets,
Gadgets are toys,
Holding controllers is playing,
Watching TV is exploring the great outdoors,
Internet is recreation,
And technology is a way of life;
While humans are scientists,
Nature is a guinea pig,
And the earth is a laboratory,
Where prices are misidentified for worth,
Processes are miscalculated as progress,
Impoverishment is confused with improvement,
And getting more is mistaken as getting better;
And then we wonder why
Homes have become houses,
Family members have become boarders,
Nations are separate species
Composed of tired and hungry citizens,
Children are monsters
Who are biochemically rascals,
Teenagers are zombies
Whose adventures lead to delinquency,
Adults are robots
Who just clang when touched,
And life is not so simple
As how it is said to be.
Oct 15, 2013
Oct 15, 2013 at 5:40 AM UTC
Humility is hardly
In plenty in our person
But if we’d harbour humbleness
We’d lose so many burdens
Without unbridled arrogance
Enveloping ego goes away
And our born-again personalities
Can see what’s clear as day
Namely that Humility
Is all that’s ever needed
To stoke the soul to do its work
Till by Death it’s superceded
If it wasn’t for Humility
The world would be run amok
With the bad and brazen actions
Of a selfish and conceited stock
So we salute you, sweet Humility
For showing us the way
Be forever a guide, deep inside
Lest we go astray
Nov 29, 2016
Nov 29, 2016 at 10:08 PM UTC
I've a job to do;
One element leads to the next,
As in a domino effect.
I'll research the outcomes,
Assess the inventory of supplies on hand.
I sit in the chair, with notepad and gavel
And scribble an entry plan.
I've done this before
With previous bankruptcies:
When the intake exceeds any dividends,
When demand superceded supply,
When demand was pervasive.
Job prospects are looking up,
And my Resume reads well:
Especially the Work Related Experiences.
Early retirement is inconceivable.
I'd hire me on a probationary period.
You see, there is my family to consider.
I'll be the first domino.
Dec 6, 2015
Dec 6, 2015 at 9:59 PM UTC
**** I did not get good sleep last night
Actually, I hardly even slept
Days have been stressful
Seconds have become burdens
Tasks I once anticipated with glee
Dissipated into mundane labor
I'm not going out as much
Life has become a bit more difficult
5 years ago I did not foresee
That this is where my road led me
I spent a lot of sleepness nights
Dreading my past failures
My missed opportunities
How did it come to this?
Why has my demorilization superceded
The calmed demeanor and self esteem
I had once possessed
I feel like I've been living life without
Consequence and lack the responsibility
To turn things on the wayside
Furthering my progression to return
To that road of calmed demeanor,
Rational thinking and love
The love I once had for myself
I need some fresh air
Nov 17, 2016
Nov 17, 2016 at 11:50 PM UTC
The weird part was being reminded of him constantly
In the movies she watched, in the songs she sang, in the temperature
It would be a shame to say that he didn't equivocate her affection, but it was true
He superceded it
He didn't just see her in every film, hear her voice in the music, or sense her in the weather
He kept her name under his breath everywhere he went, infatuated with the very thought of her
-cj
Aug 13, 2014
Aug 13, 2014 at 11:33 PM UTC
Reduced to a single point
Within and without I know,
I am but one single speck.
I feel it now in my mind;
My thinking soul.
Not in conventional terms but,
Let my thinking heart guide thee
In understanding me.
Nothing forms
Like air let loose.
We drift, as infinitismal nothings,
Following from within like a painter's brush into reality-
Our own canvas are we.
Superceded by phantoms of ghosts
Ethereal blurs take their geometry,
Exist within A euclidity.
We weave ourselves in the hairs of our god's
Nebulous strands dreaming outwards from the thinking hearts,
The hearts that make us but we form-
This integration of it into nothing
Of nothing... to something.
Spontaneously alive
Digital sparks that programmed their own world's
Existing within limits self imposed.
We perceive from internals to externals
But accepting truths built falsely
They hold, like all Straw houses crumbling and shrinking,
Till they fade inwards, collapsing into reality the painters brush falters.
It cannot go on, it cannot paint finer than its hairs, only grander, out, bigger, falser.
Our eternity is merely a fraction of our own
It extends infinitely we cannot go...
With it.
Within these truths I find myself
With these fundamentals I paint myself into the world
With these dreamlike strands of hair I weave myself.
Into the fabric of your mind, you are part of this now!
You always were, and never will be.
Jan 23, 2018
Jan 23, 2018 at 11:59 AM UTC
I Always Wondered
What the Hell was the Problem with Her
That Lady,Yeah, That One..
Right from the First Day
Resentful, Always Resentful
Like I Had Something She Wanted
And Was Enraged About It
And Then,
I Heard it
She WAS Competing
She Was Enraged
With Me..!
New to the center,
Unknowing but for Intuition,
Uninterested in Ranking,
Already Having Everything
But Still Not Happy
Until
Bam!!
Starlight!! Comforting Presence
All From Me!!
Happy in it, So Happy
Connection
To All the Women of the World
It Was My Pearls
A Rich Inheritance
Of Tradition
From a Family of Women
Who Cared Enough About Each other
To Make A Tradition
Thats What It Was
She Always Wanted That
Something Born,
Not Given
Born Not Bought
All of Them, In Fact
A Rich Tradition
Of Elegance
And Care
That Superceded
Life
She Didn't Have That
My Crime
Love
I Was Loved
Really Loved
By My Mother
The Best She Could
When She Passed
Cold Indifference
For Sole Revenge
Aug 15, 2016
Aug 15, 2016 at 3:47 AM UTC