The world is falling
Falling apart
Watch as it rapidly collapses
Shattering into a billion pieces
No one notices
No one ever stops to look
At the girl who wears a mask
Hiding pain deep within herself
Everyone loves the girl
Who wears a mask
Full of smiles and laughter
But no one dares to look
Beyond the disguise
Where all the pain
And dark memories reside
A tortured soul remains
Occasionally, she tries
To show others
Who she really is
But no one stops long enough
To listen
To the troubles of a girl
Wearing a mask of smiles
Sunday, September 9, 2007
Friday, September 7, 2007
Essential Questions Reflection: What kind of world is this? And, how should we live in it?
Essential Questions Reflection: What kind of world is this? And, how should we live in it?
The world is a happy place full of wonderful people. People who are nice to each other, peaceful, and caring. A place where there are no wars or any conflicts at all. A place where animals are happy where they live and birds sing happily in the trees. A place where plants flourish without the worry of being depleted. A place where everything can co-exist in total and complete harmony. A world that is perfect. That's how it is… in fairytales.
The real world is a place of wonderful people, yes, everyone is wonderful in their own ways but there always is something in a person, which prevents them from being perfectly perfect. Everyone begins as someone who is caring and peaceful. Remember the days when you were still in kindergarten? Where everyone learned the Golden Rule: “Do unto others as you would want them to do unto you” and treated each other with kindness? It was where we all shared and helped each other out and everything was kept simple. Sometimes we would get jealous of others because of what color crayon they had and try to beat each other to be first in line. That would be all the drama. But as time passes, these seemingly unimportant feelings develop into unfortunate and undesirable qualities. Qualities such as: backstabbing and lying to be better than others, becoming jealous of each other, becoming vain and wanting to be prettier than each other. As we grow up, these may become more and more apparent in our societies, but in many different ways of course. Countries want more and more power. Whether it maybe land or resources, we all strive to have more than the other, to become more advanced than the other, to become better than the other. To do this, we have all sacrificed our environment, our animals, and our people. People are depleting the Amazon Rainforest for paper, killing poor innocent animals for fur, sacrificing people in unnecessary wars.
Maybe I’m just naïve and maybe I don't get everything and what’s going on, but I think that we should all live together better. Not better in a sense of a country wanted more power and money, but the type where there’s less fighting, more sharing, where people would get along more. A lot of Americans are becoming obese while a lot of other people in third world countries are still malnourished. Maybe we could share the food so everyone’s healthy. Maybe people could share the money and the power. Maybe if we shared, it would resolve other conflicts too. Although the people who “need” will have more, and the people who “want” will have less, they can be happy knowing that they helped someone in need. What’s better than that?
The world is a happy place full of wonderful people. People who are nice to each other, peaceful, and caring. A place where there are no wars or any conflicts at all. A place where animals are happy where they live and birds sing happily in the trees. A place where plants flourish without the worry of being depleted. A place where everything can co-exist in total and complete harmony. A world that is perfect. That's how it is… in fairytales.
The real world is a place of wonderful people, yes, everyone is wonderful in their own ways but there always is something in a person, which prevents them from being perfectly perfect. Everyone begins as someone who is caring and peaceful. Remember the days when you were still in kindergarten? Where everyone learned the Golden Rule: “Do unto others as you would want them to do unto you” and treated each other with kindness? It was where we all shared and helped each other out and everything was kept simple. Sometimes we would get jealous of others because of what color crayon they had and try to beat each other to be first in line. That would be all the drama. But as time passes, these seemingly unimportant feelings develop into unfortunate and undesirable qualities. Qualities such as: backstabbing and lying to be better than others, becoming jealous of each other, becoming vain and wanting to be prettier than each other. As we grow up, these may become more and more apparent in our societies, but in many different ways of course. Countries want more and more power. Whether it maybe land or resources, we all strive to have more than the other, to become more advanced than the other, to become better than the other. To do this, we have all sacrificed our environment, our animals, and our people. People are depleting the Amazon Rainforest for paper, killing poor innocent animals for fur, sacrificing people in unnecessary wars.
Maybe I’m just naïve and maybe I don't get everything and what’s going on, but I think that we should all live together better. Not better in a sense of a country wanted more power and money, but the type where there’s less fighting, more sharing, where people would get along more. A lot of Americans are becoming obese while a lot of other people in third world countries are still malnourished. Maybe we could share the food so everyone’s healthy. Maybe people could share the money and the power. Maybe if we shared, it would resolve other conflicts too. Although the people who “need” will have more, and the people who “want” will have less, they can be happy knowing that they helped someone in need. What’s better than that?
Seven Ways to Look at a Heart
Seven Ways of Looking at a Heart
- After Wallace Stevens
( I )
Among the flawless beauty and perfection
The only defect
Was a shattered heart
( II )
The heart is essential to human life
But only a small part of the human body
( III )
A heart and another heart
Are one
A heart and another heart and love
Are one
( IV )
I do not know which to prefer
The beauty of lies
Or the beauty of the truth
( V )
When the heart is not shown
It marks that there
Has become two separate worlds
( VI )
The sun is shining
The heart must be beating
( VII )
It was a beautiful girl
She was flawless
Her heart was about to be shattered
The dreaded words
Were on the tip of his tongue.
- After Wallace Stevens
( I )
Among the flawless beauty and perfection
The only defect
Was a shattered heart
( II )
The heart is essential to human life
But only a small part of the human body
( III )
A heart and another heart
Are one
A heart and another heart and love
Are one
( IV )
I do not know which to prefer
The beauty of lies
Or the beauty of the truth
( V )
When the heart is not shown
It marks that there
Has become two separate worlds
( VI )
The sun is shining
The heart must be beating
( VII )
It was a beautiful girl
She was flawless
Her heart was about to be shattered
The dreaded words
Were on the tip of his tongue.
Monday, September 3, 2007
Reflection
gleaming hatred does unfurl
escaping wild into the world
the once beautiful rose begins to die
turning its pedals away from the sky
a heart left twisted left to bleed
of love and joy there is no seed
the entire world has slipped away
theres eternal night death and decay
she lies on the ground paralyzed with pain
sightless eyes see only hurtful stains
in her eternity there's no tears left to cry
her wings are broken unable to fly
the raven gives one final crow
holding on to the edge but ready to go
she suddenly wakes and faces her fears
closes her eyes and turns from the mirror
escaping wild into the world
the once beautiful rose begins to die
turning its pedals away from the sky
a heart left twisted left to bleed
of love and joy there is no seed
the entire world has slipped away
theres eternal night death and decay
she lies on the ground paralyzed with pain
sightless eyes see only hurtful stains
in her eternity there's no tears left to cry
her wings are broken unable to fly
the raven gives one final crow
holding on to the edge but ready to go
she suddenly wakes and faces her fears
closes her eyes and turns from the mirror
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