An Everyman’s Tragedy
October 15, 2009 by hames-1977
I have tried everything I was taught
to do. Trying to fit in the world
by becoming someone who,
I am not. An everyman.
What’s going on? How tragic
is this shallow happiness
becoming emptiness, seeking
where is the enlightenment?
Punch me hard to bleed.
Hit me more. Be harsh to me
like a nihilist. Obliterate
my every apprehensions.
Pull me away from this reality,
sheltered in my comfort zone.
Stripped me off with this fear of pain.
I need another revolution.
Break down this prison walls
closing me in. Out of this
sanity’s edge, I will escape
my disillusions and never return.
Wake me up from my deep slumber.
that I have to die, to gain.
I will not pursue my defense now.
I will surrender to your every blow.
I will lie here half-dead in bloodbath,
the glory of my sweet liberation.
This poem proves to show how we could be looking at the same thing, how an idea springs from a similarly motivation yet could still be different when laid on the page, depending on the eyes that look at a thing, or the heart that uses the idea and give the sentiment a body in words.
I once looked into this idea awhile back and wrote about it, from the same motivation, yet I expressed it in a far different way. I believe you have read that piece but I guess you would not anymore remember by now that what you’re trying to resolve in this poem shares the same sentiment I resolved when I wrote my piece,
“Le coeur attend”
The parallelisms in our works are more evident in my lines:
“If I strip off this mind and show you my thoughts, would you like what you will see?
If I open my heart to your view, would you like the pictures that you will see inside?
If I bare my soul naked to your eyes, would you ever learn to love me?
I clad myself with things that I thought you would like me wearing, but went home not recognizing my own reflection in the mirror, so I stripped myself off from the things that the world wanted me to be and view myself as I am. . . ”
You can read the complete piece in this link:
http://jeques.wordpress.com/2009/06/18/le-coeur-attend/
If you may have noticed, we confronted the conflict from extreme perspectives that defines where we are in our works. And in my analysis, try to fathom this, our attitude in dealing with things is also different like in our style of writing which I’ve also pointed out before.
In this poem, you call some outside forces to uncover what’s within: that need to be crushed like a seed so a beautiful life from within could spring. Which I have to say is very powerful. The voice is very manly using very masculine ways untangling tangled webs within the self.
In my work, I used introspection delving into the self for self discovery and finding self-realization. I used soft voice to find the power within, like a seed in dormancy awaiting mist from the rain to penetrate the grounds so life could break out of the confining things that strangled me.
We have different ways of doing it, but we aim to arrive to the same destination: Emancipation from whatever it is that curtails us of becoming the best version of the self.
This poem also reminds me of my poem “Caged” in quite a different way.
I wish you well.
~ Jeques