02-14-2014, 02:27 PM
Wasted Liberty
Are there words to express my soul,
To bring warmth to this paper cold?
Have I traded Heart for coal,
Exchangéd Soul for a purse of gold?
Machines as wild as Nature’s best,
And you just leave me with this mess?
I’m your child, not one to jest;
Why couldn’t you have just wasted less?
I look around. They add cement.
Just too hard to resist Satan’s tempt?
To be rationalized in terms of rent,
Now left doomed by actions preempt.
Antithetical Wisdom: Such complaints matter not,
In fact, liberty to waste is why wars are fought!
I decided to try my hand at poetry, this is the first one I created. What do you think?
Are there words to express my soul,
To bring warmth to this paper cold?
Have I traded Heart for coal,
Exchangéd Soul for a purse of gold?
Machines as wild as Nature’s best,
And you just leave me with this mess?
I’m your child, not one to jest;
Why couldn’t you have just wasted less?
I look around. They add cement.
Just too hard to resist Satan’s tempt?
To be rationalized in terms of rent,
Now left doomed by actions preempt.
Antithetical Wisdom: Such complaints matter not,
In fact, liberty to waste is why wars are fought!
I decided to try my hand at poetry, this is the first one I created. What do you think?