Thoughts as Words

The Observer

I see it all
The fake, superficial love
The uncontrollable hate
All spiraling together as one

I see the litter bugs
As they trash our world and the next one
I spot the bullies
As their flimsy egos get the best of them

I notice the disinterest
Displayed towards the natural world
I notice the laziness
Malleable bodies hung over invisible railing

I see the dullness
The bland tile we walk on
I see the copycats
Miles and miles of blank paper

I hear all the songs
The popular ones are the ones
That matter the least
And like a long spike
They go straight through everyone
While doing their permanent damage

I see the Earth
A world of blue and green
A beautiful place that's turning gray
With each toxic touch of humanity

I see the hushed
Reserved and respectful
As shy and quiet as the wind
And as powerful as a tornado

I see the passionate
I see the creativity
I see the caring
But I have to look hard

I see the new people
Their eyes engraved in a screen
Their hearts astray
Their brains dusty

I see a fallen warrior
Asking for a lent hand
I see a hand reach out
Only to lose its four outside fingers

I notice the monsters inside
They have never been stronger
I notice where the good spirits have resided
Locked away and hidden beneath the silence

I see myself
With all my faulty wiring
Yet I am still intact
From the outside and in

The burning feelings deep in my pit
That lost, empty feeling
My heart tells me I'm good
But everyone around me says otherwise

As I sit back and relax
I plan to make the world a better place
I need to get a little creative in order
To glue the tectonic plates back together

As I sit back and let life unfold
A fictional story being read to me
I see everything that goes on
Making me wonder why it happens

So much hate
So much "love"
So little understanding
So little care