The Sin of Apathy Lying here in my envelope of peacefulness, Mozart's melodies bathing me in bliss, Streams of summer sunset sooth my soul, Sleep well, they say, sleep well. Eyes closed, my mind wanders. Where to tonight I wonder. Down dark and dreary dungeons, To hell, they say, to hell. There's no flames, no fire, And no fucking Lucifer. But I did nothing, I did nothing, I protest. Exactly, they say, exactly. What do you think??? Please, all comments are greatly appreciated. Critics welcome. Travel free, Aidan.
I like this very much but wondered who were "they" then I thought, maybe the writer was "they" and my mind went down this path... I like yours better, but wanted to share where my mind went as I reviewed. Great poem Aidan! Lying in his envelope of peacefulness, Mozart's melodies bathing him in bliss, Streams of summer sunset sooth his soul, Sleep well, I say, sleep well. Eyes closed, his mind wanders. Where to tonight he wonders. Down dark and dreary dungeons, To hell, I say, to hell. There's no flames, no fire, And no fucking Lucifer. But I did nothing, I did nothing, he protests. Exactly, I say, exactly.
thanks for digging this up. This was actually ny first write on this forum and the first poem I ever wrote, about 15 years ago. At the time, 'they' were the voices in my head that I now know all belong to a single person, me. At the time, their ideas seemed so diverse that I wasn't sure. Steppenwolf by Hermann Hesse sort of helped explain things to me. Anyway, thanks for your thoughts. I actually like the sound of your version more. It a little more direct. Peace, A.
Aidan, Another good write. (Don't know how I missed it back in July, but I did). You are very versitle.
I love Hesse, Steppenwolfe was a life changing read for me. I have a poem where I use "lukewarm days"... you probably know exactly what I"m talking about. I'm glad you shared. Vetty
