Aug. 11, 2011

Thoughts and Poems By D. Welch

From Lonely Dragon by Donny Welch (author's profile)

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Well, I feel like sharing my thoughts with you on the state the world is in. The lives we live suck so horribly that it's no wonder that our young people are running around killing themselves or each other.

You want to know who to blame? You are. Each and every one of you out there know how fucked up everything is, but your goddamned lazy to do anything about it. You say there is nothing you can do to change the way things are. After all it's the way the world and we all know one person can't change the world. So I guess Ghandi, Alexander the Great, Hitler, Napolean, Washington, Mother Theresa, and even Bin Laden are all imaginary figures.

It's all about laziness, people. It's easier to hate, to blame, to turn a blind eye than to get off your asses to make things better. You put your faith in a god in heaven who will reward you for your suffering in life by giving you some wonderful afterlife. What a crock of shit. It's easier to pour hate in anyone who's different because they have to be the reason nothing is the way it's supposed to be. You've convinced yourselves that race, religion, sex, age, and even difference in commercial value of property are good reasons to hate because if they aren't exactly like you, they have to want what you have. And if they don't, then they are weird and untrustworthy.

Stop it already. You can't truly be that stupid.

I can prove what I say. Have you ever tried a joke that would be hurtful or degrading toward anyone else? Why are those jokes funny to you?

Look, don't you realize how easy it is? All you have to do is smile at everyone you pass on the street tomorrow. You will change each of those people's day in a small way and for the better. Try it and see. If it doesn't work, at the very least it can't hurt.

Peace. :)
Donny

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Hi, everyone. Here are a few more of my poems. I hope you enjoy them.

Peace. :)
Donny

Evolution
With straining muscles
and creaking spine,
we toss our
laughter
into the molten rock
of reality.
The pains
bathed in evolution
will build a bridge
to cross the chasm
of despair.
For what is
yesterday but the
shredded dreams
of time
forever lost.
Torn and alone
we
scream
As one, we
love and reach
with training muscles
and creaking spine.

To Play A Heart
I look into the mirror
through the hole in my life.
With love all around me
I'm battered by strife.
I reach for tomorrow
in a golden bright haze.
But misery surrounds me
stark betrayal in your gaze.
They say that true love
is there to be had.
So why does everyone about me
always look so damn sad?

Hello
Everything is flawed
Perfection is nothingness
Everything is necessary
Nothing is needed
To want is to live
To obtain, the end.

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