Are you fed up?


I made a mistake this morning and was happy! I woke up believing life was grand. I went on Facebook  and read a few post and quit reading and opt out. Just two post started me on a tailspin of anger. I remember listening to Aretha Franklins song, “Respect.” R E S P E C T!  How she would spell it out in a magnificent way to acknowledge what she was trying to tell the world. I am astounding by the lack of respect that is shown by young and old.

Where has our country, family way of life gone? I cry in desparation for my coming generation who will never find true peace. Has hatred and bias become a way of life? Has all our assassinations: Kennedy, King, given credit to hate and anger? Is the only course to fight,  not reason? Maybe I grow more callus as I age. I have no room for hate. Anger yes, because I know no way to stop what I see. I would rather curl up and hide far away. I found Aguacate, Costa Rica, where I watch no news or listen to radio news to depress my spirits. Maybe I turned into a coward instead of fighting. Who needs to read about depressing subjects, who needs Facebook, CBS, FOX, OR ABC?

Can anyone tell me what the answer is? John Lennon always made me happy! Peace!

link to my books below.



Hannibal, Genghis Khan, Hitler: destroyers all
The crusades, a religious call
Isis got the Call from Mohammad
Destroy all infidels, it is written

Innocence destroyed on the path to righteousness
America destroyed
Taking the wrong path
Show history’s wrath

What will history say?
Does it matter? Will we destroy everything in our way?
Why do we not hear the Ghosts?
Where are the heavenly hosts?

What is divine in war and hate?
What causes such actions by the human race?
Verily I say to you
Change the course you so construed

History will be blank
No God for you to thank
No references for the dead
There will be nothing that can be read

Only dark skies and stars
A planet empty and sparse



Author: tmnugent

Poet Author. Living in Costa rica Pura Vida. Love to travel, play with my dogs and write poetry. My girlfriend and I enjoy life and could't be happier living here

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