Poem -

"Applying For A Scholarship "

"Applying For A Scholarship "

God hates me
So does my next door neighbor
God berates me
So does anyone who needs a favor
I look to the stars
And I know I don't know a thing
I am lost and alone
This America
Is to big for me
I need a tree to call
My home....

They have clothes
I don't
They have cash
I have coins
I hate myself for not being
A super-hero
At least on TV
I could dream
Now
Even the movies scare me
Everything's
So God dam big
And I'm thinkin'
I'm on the wrong planet
I don't know
Somethin'
Went wrong,
Think,
Maybe
We can fix it?....

Tony Taylor     (Chicago)

 

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Lucas Lazar

The constitutions are not stone, and except for some laws, rights and obligations must be adapted to the progress of civilization.

Progress is never negative, human beings are designed to evolve, the negative is bad use which is made of the evolution.

It is true that when travelling on a horse, walking or in a two-wheel cart can be seen much better landscape than when traveling by car, by train or sitting in a comfortable plane, but walking or riding horse would need several lives to know the world.

We live in a wonderful world thanks to progress, thanks to the evolution and knowledge, but that progress has two sides, the positive and the negative, all that technology and all this knowledge also serves to make people live controlled and so that they can feel as soul cages, incommunicado and so that they feel the same fear in front of death than life behind.

In the poem, Tony says that God hates it, nothing is further from the truth, God loves you, also says that his neighbor hates him (LOL) that I believe more, but sure that another neighbor estimates it and want their friendship, in short, all the stuff that talks about Tony have existed in the landscape of the men and women of the planet since the beginning of humanity's my homeland is the land, the hearts of the people is my home and that sparkling universe that shines upon us is my flag of freedom.

Great eye looks at us always, therefore, that we must act accordingly, privacy is lost, that is true, but also thanks to that great eye ever, we are never alone.

A hug, I loved the composition, sad, emotional and very real, but also full of magic, optimism and friendliness, as the mistress of its autor.

-o-o-

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Tony Taylor

WOW Lucas!!!....you have a great ability to dissect poetry for it's possibilities.........I am always so excited to see what you have to say.........I Love that you saw it was full of magic as well.........because it was certainly subtle.........I thank you my friend...........for your beautiful insights.............Love to you my friend..........smiles............T xo

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sparrowsong

Hello Tony...

I'm on the wrong planet...

Very relatable write!

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

Feathers

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Tony Taylor

I miss you FEATHERS!!..........gonna have to chat soon...........starting to feel a bit better lately..........thanx for this girlfriend!!............Love and Rockets!!.............T xo

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Georgina Richardson

You are my hero and always will be. Great write Beasty as always.

I love you heaps

G xx

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Tony Taylor

You're my hero too G-money!!  (smiles)...........thanx for this!!............hugs-n-kisses............T xo

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