A poem about all humans on earth facing the same weight and the same end result. |
-Living Under Loaded Gun- by Keaton Foster This place This mess Such a world of heck Not a chance from the get Continually we persist Doomed by circumstance Life is no romance Just a river full of shit Flowing against a tidal wave Of God’s cruelest test We are sure that being born Is what we deserve Our subsequent demise Is a side effect ignored All of us Every man, woman and child Saint, sinner and in betweener Are living under loaded gun Victims in the making For every damn one of us Death will undeniably come Our end will be sung Upon deaf ears Such a song will fall No one will care For anyone but themselves Just as before Just as ever more What happened and why How did we get here To this place in time To this moment defined Will never be known Certainly we will become An eradicated species One trigger pull at a time Via the process of dying Many will be left behind Desperately wondering why Suffering under a jealous sky In time they will surcome To the wounds inflicted And the ridiculousness Of whom we have become Living under loaded gun Pressure easily applied Many reasons why But in the end The same fate awaits There is no escape From what we have done And are willing to do To each other… Living Under Loaded Gun Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2013 |