2 poems by Coby Daniels : Lunatic & Society’s Nunc Dimitis

Lunatic

They tell me 
My mother is a lunatic
She lost it the day
My father forgot her
They tell me
A lot about my mother
Like how she is the root
Of all these problems
They demonize my mother
And I listen to them
Create pictures of a suicide mission
My grandparents should have aborted
They tell me
Not to take sides
With my last line of defence
They tell me
She is a problem
The kind nothing can ever fix
They tell her
Swallow your pain
And walk past this suffering
Like it never happened
I watch them excuse the validity 
of my mother's existence
With a lack of respect
They tell me
Your mother hates us
They tell me
She dissed them
They tell me
She is a loner
They tell me
One day you will end up
The same as your mother
They tell me, I listen
They tell me
She is a burden
A weight that would drown me
They tell me
But I don't hear
The noise begins to drown them.

Society's Nunc Dimitis

There have been times 
When we only dreamed of the future
The kind of dreams
That promised us a better society;
We still dream of this objective vision
But isn’t it all a negative mission?
Because we are in this present future
But from what I see,
We don’t need no preacher
To tell us we painted the wrong picture

My generation is in remission
We are the ultimate cavemen
Expressing our feelings and emotions
By way of cheesy emojis
No point in wearing a smile
When a grinning, yellow, round face 
does it better
We are detached from reality
We live in close contact with LED screens
That understand our every sequence
In a way that
Our next-door neighbours never will

Better safe to bump fists
And shake hands virtually

That way, everybody keeps their pride

I am conflicted but I am not alone
You got no best friends
We are in this together
No need for counselling or therapy these days
Just write a blog post
And give everyone a piece of your
Mind

We say, 
No one cares anymore
But what if we all are in the wrong place?
Because virtually,
There’s real love going around
On a certain roller-coaster ride called
SOCIAL MEDIA
The one place, with society at its best
We express our love
With twelve thousand Facebook likes
Instagram sees all of our best moments
And apparently,
A hundred thousand retweets are all the flowers
You will ever need for heartfelt sympathy
Snapchat proves psychology wasn’t wrong
Because truly,
It exposes the base side of all men-
Kittens, puppies, donkeys and chickens

Civility is a long-lost distant cousin
Diplomacy to a lot of you is an alien
So we take our grievances to social media
Where everything goes viral-
Our pain, anger, obsession, hate

We cut connections with the block button
And condemn immorality with sensational leaks
We turn around in mock disbelief
And say, ‘Look! Society is so rotten’
Now, that is what I call amazing

My generation is a realisation 
of the past’s projection
And I think
This is what they saw
In their dreams of a better society.


Wolfpack Contributor Bio: Coby Daniels






By davidlonan1

David writes poetry, short stories, and writings that'll make you think or laugh, provoking you to examine images in your mind. To submit poetry, photography, art, please send to feversofthemind@gmail.com. Twitter: @davidLOnan1 + @feversof Facebook: DavidLONan1

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