I’m Tired, Weary, Fatigued, However You Want To Call It



I’m tired, weary, fatigued, however you want to call it
This world is tearing itself apart, with no end in sight
Neighbors can’t stand the appearance of each other
If we don’t swerve, we’re all going to face the fiery night
Reject hate, reject them, reject the world’s system
I don’t care if kindness long ago went out of fashion
Don’t accept your options, make your own way
We need return to art, return to love & compassion
‘They’ are anyone who’ll tell you we can’t survive
Without stooping down to unconscionable degrees
Rebel, refuse & reclaim enlightenment & love
Lead ourselves away from their dysfunctional societies
God reserves a place in Hell for those who spout hate
Whether you believe in Christ or what Buddha taught
Love doesn’t see the differences between us
We can do better; a peaceful way must be sought
Politicians are no more than door to door salesmen
Fraudulent purveyors of the American dreamscape
But we, the silent underground, emerging each day
Fed up with their vision, proof that heroes don’t wear capes


Image by Grae Dickason from Pixabay

Published by Captain Q

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6 thoughts on “I’m Tired, Weary, Fatigued, However You Want To Call It

  1. Indeed we can do better — and we really should. If we don’t each try to make this a better place to live, who’s going to? The lack of civility, the finger-pointing, the pure nastiness all turn life into a struggle. No one promised us peace on earth, but surely we can try to live peaceably with each other.

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    1. I agree. The system wants us to argue to keep us distracted. The bones to a great society are still intact, but it is up to each voter to choose someone who will uphold the promise of our country.

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  2. I know this exhaustion.
    Feeling it right now.
    Feeling lost and broken and defeated…
    and still real.
    And something in that reality still holding on to something special,
    still saying itself…
    still peeking through.

    Feeling that here.

    It’s scary to resist, to stand outside the cage this system builds around us… to step into places that feel lost already…

    But dying slowly in the nightmare the cage sells us is a billion times worse.

    Well said.

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