I haven't posted in a while.. haven't written a poem in a while. But this one was prompted by my increasing frustration so it was written last night. ( Read more... )
I really like this. The pace and flow work well, and it gets its massage across clearly but not... crudely, if that makes any sense at all? I mean, it's not too-simply phrased, because *you* wrote it, after all, but the relative plainness of the diction underscores the directness bluntness of the message. Even the parts that strike me as a little far-fetched work, because who laughs at a dancer for messing up steps they've never learned? - but that's the point, really.
It was written about certain people who -cannot- be pleased no matter what, even when you try to please them. Forgive the term, but they'd bitch if they said they wanted fish to eat and you gave them a buffet of fish. They'd find some way to say that having too many types was bad and you should have just divined the type of fish they wanted. Then, when everyone else dislikes them, they have a persecution complex and decide that everyone ELSE is just disliking them because they were -convinced- to. Not because they were, you know, acting like spoiled little brats and making life miserable for everyone. *grouses* And guess who they point at for supposedly doing the convincing? I love when people think I have more power than I do.
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