The great irony

Cherry

By Parson Thru

Wed, 14 Nov 2012
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14 comments
 

The closer you come
to the realisation
that this world
and the system
we live under
is insane
the closer
do you drift
towards madness
and the more crazed
become your attempts
to preserve your sanity

Certificate U
Poem
Parson Thru II
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Comments

Submitted by insertponceyfre... on
ooh I like this Parson!

 

Submitted by sid on
Me too. If only it weren't so true.

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on
Thanks insert and sid.

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Submitted by Highhat on
It's a mad, mad world!

Submitted by Parson Thru on
It gets madder Pia. I've just noticed that the right-hand side of this poem forms the profile of a cat. What other poems do you see tonight that form animal shapes? x

Parson Thru

Submitted by Parson Thru on
Thank you CP.

Parson Thru

Submitted by Parson Thru on
Understandably shot-away. Nice to have you aboard, Bear.

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Submitted by MistakenMagic on
Brilliant, PT. Kind of like a proverb or pseudo-gospel. Love it! Magic xxx

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on
Really very pleased that you enjoyed it, Magic. Hope your labours are rewarding. x

Parson Thru

Submitted by lenchenelf on
Hmn, to find peace of mind, you must first lose it? :-) all the best Lena x

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on
As good an interpretation as any, Lena. ;-) x Not sure about the peace of mind, though.

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Submitted by Denzella on
Hello Parson, This is a very observational poem that concerns itself with the way the world seems to be lurching towards disaster. I liked it and thought that in such a short poem it had great depth. Moya
 

Submitted by Parson Thru on
Hi Moya. Thanks for reading and commenting. I am tempted to say that disaster / madness is just a steady state. A human quality. Madness itself is such a malleable term. Watched Hitchcock's "Vertigo" on Sunday, and it was interesting to note how an irrational fear of madness had developed into a panic in 1950s America. A kind of madness in itself. p.s. There is so much subterfuge in use everywhere now with the ubiquitous media and honing of "communication skills" that the blurring of madness and sanity is ever-increasing.

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Submitted by Parson Thru on
Got me thinking there, Bear. Just as this thing is annoying the hell out of me. We don't seem to live in the present anymore. We live on jam tomorrow, which suffers from the inherent weakness of being easily tampered with, talked up.

Parson Thru