In this fast age,
We have forgotten how to slow down, we only know rage.
In this connected era we have forgotten how to speak,
We know only how to tweet and do a quick tweak.
In this social environment
We don’t have solidarity, we have solitude and confinement,
We have shortcuts and quick schemes to avoid work and get into retirement;
We have everything, yet we own nothing.
All we have is false celebrities, false news, false importance in our face blinding.
We have forgotten to look straight at one another,
We have forgotten how to honestly speak with each other,
Stare forward and face the truth,
Stare forward and lift our heads from the dirt and filth.
From the conventions which limit us,
From the norms that bind us.
We have forgotten, we have exiled,
Our common sense is imprisoned, tortured and defiled.
Who has the courage to stand out and be the hero?
Who has the wit anymore to light the path with its healing halo?
To show us the truth path to the extraordinary?
To show us the trap of the life that is ordinary?
That hero is inside everyone,
Fighting as hard as possible until the light on our eyes has shun,
Battling demons of doubt,
Fending off ghouls of moral drought.
So rise up and open the prison door,
Let your hero out to fight on life’s corridor,
Let yourself be the poison to your fears, to your nerving bulls be the matador.
Get up, stand up, stumble!
Fall, but don’t crumble,
Rise as quickly as you fall,
Take your worst fear and crush its skull.
And as your find yourself complete,
Teach others how to compete
Teach others not to forget, to hum to life’s wonderful heart beat.
Image source: Vanish-Mantle
by Vlad-Ovidiu Adam
Wow! Vlad, I’m speechless! I feel like you have read my mind… Technology has many good sides, but it also isolates people, breaks apart relationships and creates all kind of fears. Your poem is a call for freedom of any kind and an antidote for fear. I don’t know if you like Pink Floyd’s music or if you have watched their movie ‘Pink Floyd – The Wall.’ I had to watch it two weeks ago for my hermeneutics class and now your poem reminded me about that metaphor.
For a better life, each individual should change his ways, because no one knows better what you want than yourself.
Thank you for this inspiring poem!
Glad you enjoyed it…wrote in a few minutes on my work break :-p. And..no can’t say I’ve listened to much Pink Floyd 🙂
My dear nerd, it took me too long to leave a comment to your poem. I wasn’t sure what to tell you. I love it. It’s not exactly how I see our times, but you do show a glimpse of our reality, no doubt. This fast age… for all its flaws, I wouldn’t have it any other way! Some have forgotten, many still remember. And we have discovered many wonderful things. Thank you for writing with us, Vlad!
I don’t really see it predominantly as I describe it either.Like you said…it’s a glimpse..but it’s enough to imprint itself on your mind. Plus I had a short break, nothing else to do…was listening to Nightwish’s Century Child and…wam!..inspiration and my mind and fingers entered a state of trance :). Usually after I finish and send I truely realise what I have written. And..thank you for accepting my scribbles 🙂
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