So I started asking some questions to myself, and it turned into this poem. Let me know what you think!
Worthless
What is
worthless?
Nothing
No one
A word that
shouldn’t exist
For God made
us all
And made all
So there
must be some worth in
Everything
And yet this
label doesn’t cease to exist
It haunts
the innocent
Victims
Of their own
mind
A term the
world throws around
Pretending
that they
Who have
worth
Can deem
what does
Or does not
But who are
they to judge
Rulers and
workers
Can they
decide?
Have they
that right?
What of
those who label themselves
Is it their
right to choose
If they live
up to this term
Or any other
term?
Wouldn’t the
world be
Better off
If perhaps
someone
Everyone
Simply lived
No judging
No harming
No labels
Just living
But then
again
Who am I
To decide if
worthless
Is
worthless?
I have heard people say that about our generation and younger, and in some instances it’s true. And in some instances (like yours and mine) there’s more to it. Like how working at McDonald’s made me suicidal because my parents had always accidentally pushed the idea into my head that people who work at McDonald’s are worthless and stupid.
ReplyDeleteAnd you wrote a poem. Cool! Let us read now. =)
“For God made us all
And made all
So there must be some worth in
Everything”
This.
That, right there.
=D
You’re so smart. I love you.
This is good, Lorien. I like it a lot.
Unfortunately, it asks a very pesky question - can we really say that “worthless” is worthless? Boo. Because then we get wrapped up in philosophy and ethics. But IMHO, I think common sense would dictate that the label “worthless” should get chucked out the window. And you have a lot of common sense. So there you go.
Very well done. I like.
<3