Author's Note: This poem has a lot of feeling in it. The meaning can be interchangeable. Take what you will from it. It seems to be a little different from my normal style of writing a poem. This is basically another poem with thoughts thrown together.


By: Ashley Harrison

Ludicrous, I say, LUDICROUS!

All these words are pointless!

Under these circumstances you'd think this was a race,

Riots breaking out all over Hell

Always aloof in this misery

Living seems to be over-rated

Even when you stop to think

Everything's always fucked up beyond belief

Spears piercing the spine

Picking out what seems to delve within your heart

Ironically we all do the same

Civilizations depend upon this

Keeping their heads above the clouds

All while we watch this tragedy happen, with a twisted smile