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Nuno C Cuco - Poems. Shorts. Scripts. Songs.

Sixteen [short story] - Can send through email if requested.

quinta-feira, setembro 30, 2010

United we Stand Alone

[This is about... I'd say selfishness is the word to best describe the subject. Don't want to go into details]

I wanna go for a walk
but there is nowhere to go.
Nothing to see but trees
chained to places they don't belong.

Comfort created without pain as a prerequisite.
All is given freely at the price of joy,
taken to places that cease to exist.
Freedom is given the name of a bullet
and you shoot towards a rally of bunches of nothing
and rejoice with nobodies who never were but always the same.
Fools in your eyes.

The teacher taught by the wrong.
It no longer is your place to know what nobody you know ever knew.
Rise and go forth brother.
Teach the word of ignorance once more
for not knowing is only pain to others.
Your happiness no one else's.

Praise judgment. Praise monotony.
For they are the only path to acceptance.
You have gone far and have been forgotten.
Now rest assured nothing shall come of it.
For the soulless have no redemption.
The blissful have no eyes.
 So your truths are but your own and now rest with you.

Let's lay arms brothers
and hold your hands together
as this grenade implodes on the infidel within us all.
Alive but not breathing.
We're long dead...

nccuco

3 comentários:

Rain disse...

Gostei, particularmente do pormenor das maiúsculas no título! ;)

Issac disse...

When I first read it, i didnt think of the individual. But as i re- read it, to me it speaks of the bullshit social barriers these sub-cultures place on the ones who truly step out of their own comfort zone in order to make a positive impact of ones life. But the result unfortunately is null and void and the individual is left with a grenade filled with frustration because of the ignorance of selfish people. Really good i wish i wrote it.

Cuco disse...

Right on the spot Issac! Thx for the comments "ppl" :)