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Mission
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December 05
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the everything girl
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JANUARY 13, 2011 3:32PM

'losing it all'

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Long nights go dreary

American beauty

baubles for comfort

yet so often teary

 

reaching for sanity

searching for what

surrounded by baubles

missing what's not

 

Manhattan Island

cost far more

Best of the best

sold for so less

 

rivers all filthy

brown land everywhere

air is a killer

cancer we fear

 

brass ring so shiny

hands open wide

pay for it all

American pride

 

rivers all filthy

brown land everywhere

air is a killer

cancer we fear

 

cheap oh so cheap

you sold your own soul

deep in the darkness

weep for it all....

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Mission
January 13, 2011 03:36 PM
The ending was so pointed Mission, it was achingly accurate. Thank you for such a heart-felt piece.
Sparking
January 13, 2011 03:39 PM
You say a lot here Misson....a whole lot....givesone reason to pause, breath and listen....ty. ~R
ThroughMyEyes
January 13, 2011 03:39 PM
Nice, it is sad. I have 900ac in the Missouri Ozarks and love every pristine moment of it and take care of it to keep it that way. Be well my friend....o/e r++++++
older/exasperated
January 13, 2011 03:41 PM
This is so...powerful...and your word choices are strung together so well.
Just Thinking...
January 13, 2011 03:46 PM
It speaks to me. Thanks.
Belinda T.
January 13, 2011 03:54 PM
Well y'all sure are fast here. I just hit post and walked Mission.
Sunshine outside!! excellent.
I am glad so many like this.
Mission
January 13, 2011 03:55 PM
Yes, all that too.
Snowden
January 13, 2011 03:58 PM
I really liked this one Mis. It's a sign of the times. Pollution caused by greed. A damn shame!
scanner
January 13, 2011 04:08 PM
greed and weeping.. a lot of that going on now..:(
rated with hugs
Linda Seccaspina
January 13, 2011 04:21 PM
I don't know the why of how writing this takes all the stuffing out of me. But it does.
I ponder if anyone got the deeper meaning here.??
Mission
January 13, 2011 04:29 PM
The promise of so much wasted. The want for things so material and useless. Meaningless ... useless things at the cost of health, environment, countries.

Your night musings are so very profound, Mission. Thank you.
Little Kate
January 13, 2011 05:32 PM
So many gave up their souls for some trinkets Kate.
Our mother is calling us yet we do not hear.
I don't know about my night ramblings.
Mission
January 13, 2011 05:36 PM
I can't imagine what the people two or three generations from now (if we make it that far) will think of us boomers. We've probably pissed away more resources than all prior generations combined and left almost nothing for the future. All in the name of greed and me, me, me, me, me, me, me...........
Michael Rodgers
January 13, 2011 06:30 PM
I can only hope those 'me's' get this message Michael. I ain't holding my breath here.
Mission
January 13, 2011 06:32 PM
Good stuff and so true!

Rated!
Tinkerertink69
January 13, 2011 09:41 PM
Chiggers biting my ankles

Summer in the Ozarks

Take vitamin E

Soak in epsom salt...........water.....yea
blindogjohn
January 14, 2011 03:27 AM
No giving up allowed. Let's fix it.
john walker
January 14, 2011 12:18 PM
Thank you for stopping by my fig poem today. I am always pleased to find a poet on OS that I have not seen before.
Wonderful, haunting poem.
rated with love
RomanticPoetess
January 17, 2011 05:28 PM
Wow Mission, really powerful. I felt this one in my gut.
Antoinette Errante
January 18, 2011 09:01 PM
That punch in the gut was what I was after Antoinette.
I need to do something a little easier on the stomach here.
I did find a summer poem. If I can get around to editing it some it is a definate maybe....
Mission
January 18, 2011 09:07 PM
Yep, weep for it all. So true.
Sheba Marx
January 19, 2011 05:14 PM
It gave me chills, Mission. I've been weeping a lot lately for this earth and this poem struck a chord.
Ira White
January 19, 2011 08:09 PM
I loved your format - compelled the reader to stay in your message - a good one at that - thanks Mission

"you sold your own soul
deep in the darkness
weep for it all...."
Heidi Herron
February 02, 2011 02:21 PM

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