The Mass of Men
written by: Mike Bell
@MikeBellWrites
Thanks to S.K.
The odoriferous sound
of others’ discomforts
may force to reduction
your gnawing intolerance,
but instead you must find
a sweet tone of acquittal
by listening much less
for their off-key approvals:
No more the simplified
repeal of nursed rhymes,
but a tune you’ll compose
when not feeling for lines:
Their trip on indifference,
when felled by jealousy
over others’ flat arias,
there you’ll find armouries;
strike this shone torch,
to guides with beams,
illuminate everything,
even old-echoed screams;
you’ll now light your voice,
here in the brightened throng,
to end at the same gate,
but with a much richer song.
I needed a ritual to my writing, these poems are the result. My inspiration comes from the daily events, connections, interactions, and small things, which all seem to demand bigger attention from me. These poems form a narrative to my life, politically and emotionally, which I hope find engagement with other individuals whom are also just trying to get by, with, or without any diagnosis:
It is not what I am paid to do
It requires a daily commitment
I cannot complete a crossword, but I will attempt to complete verse complexities
My children will need something to fill the vacuum we all create
These words help me to cry out, cry, and work out why
If I make someone respond, then I will have lived a life worthy of a life.
It is not what I am paid to do
It requires a daily commitment
I cannot complete a crossword, but I will attempt to complete verse complexities
My children will need something to fill the vacuum we all create
These words help me to cry out, cry, and work out why
If I make someone respond, then I will have lived a life worthy of a life.
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