Land of Never When

You've taken every ill of human consciuousness and lack of perception and deadness of empathy and crafted an extraordinary poetic commentary on the social ills we roll around in like slovenly, lazy creatures who have lost the motivation to think for themselves, and do what is right and real. Epic write, epic.

Yes, that's the gist of it. Thank you.

Dead Hearts of Mankind...

Masterfully written and oh-h-h, so true!... When one loses meaning, it would mean to lose all... pun intended. ;-)

Blessings and best wishes - S.

Square one lays welcome mat again -- and again -- and again -- and again -- and....

Another imaginative excursion into your developing staccato signature style, somewhere between plainsong and the logic of freewheeling association.

Here you tease us with a terrific title, and then lead us on a topographic goose chase through the simulasphere of our terrestrial predicament. Where religion fails while popcorn sells, folks hold hands in the dark, whether in the IMAX theatre or in front of the home entertainment 52" flat screen, the ´brightest and the best¨ are actually the most sinister and the worst, the ´Super Class´is an oxmoron, and escape the order of the day.

Dear William, I think you´re becoming by degrees our contemporary W. H. Auden, civic poet extraordinaire, and you don´t even need to be Limey or homosexual to earn the laurels!

Just keep that muzak of outrage piping hot in the background.... while we sit back, relax, and kick up our heels while sipping some soma supplement bought at a container store that either cures piles, is bursting with anti-oxidants or has enough lethal micrograms of a certain toxic product from the People´s Republic of China to bring our Maker nearer to thee!

John, I just need plain water and magesium tablets not made in China, I hope.

And, it shall never be again.
Sorry, I couldn't help but rhyme with the title of the piece.
It makes me feel happy.
Te he!
Great poem friend.
Thanks for posting to my group, Anythingwriting

Willian you have pretty much claimed man's plight. Thank you for keeping us awake

Love your poem and John Walter's comment.

Awesome comment in poetic form

And so this sorry world keeps spinning around and around and around. Well said, Bill.

Another monumental example of your amazing ability to put words and thoughts together!!!

Another good lament, William.

But the nun said, "Every day, in every way, things are getting better and better!" Or there was my dad's favorite, "'Cheer up!', they said. 'Things could be worse!' So I cheered up and sure enough, things got worse."

Brilliant poety!

Your words in this one, that fit like they do, must have taken sometime to finalize this one.
I envy your talent.

Wonderful! Not only you have poignantly pointed out the lack of truth in our life and other sediments of this "Civil process" but also have weaved a net arround what it could have been!

Her windows, her rooms

Your social commentary in this poem is masterful and I admire your work. I know that we have similar philosophical views and I'm happy to call you a friend.
Thank you for posting to our group.

You are now featured in thepoetscircle.

Jennifer, Thanks. Thanks to everyone for your comments.
John, LOL.

congrats on the feature in thepoetscircle. Does peotry need to be so gloomy? It is no doubt your writing is fantastic.

Rita, A story about a bull named Mabel. Sounds like a place on a mountain in Idaho. My goodness!!! You must know a cow paddy tale.

Daniel, I appreciate such comments. Thank you.

Great description of the growing disease of apathy, William. Dead conscience programming:) just going through the motions. Playing the game. But I think I see a little humanity struggling to survive in the midst of the rot ~ 'Let's all sing with happy, happy faces...'
Accurate on the true Pilgrim's Progress ~ lost, going around in circles; glib talk creating the illusion that we're on the true pathway of righteousness. But 'truth,' as the man said, is the first casualty of war; and may I add, of everything else we play around with to make the 'truth' fit our agendas. Thanks for shedding a little light!!

Wow William, you sure summed it up in this one, I am looking for a silver lining, looks as though it might get tarnished though, having to get out my own polishing cloth, great writing , the comments are so true. Goodnight William.

A lot said in this fantastic poem. So sadly true.

Wonderful a always William

awesome powerful words

I love this.

Daniel, You certainly have the gist. Thank you for such a thoughtful comment.
This is not to say other comments aren't thoughtful. I certainly hope so.

You have majestically painted the world we have created for ourselves. And instead of doing something about we are the spectators and blaming all and everything except us.
But I do belive we are full awake right now and no more " pop corn" is wanted.
You have a golden pen, a silver hand and a mercurian mind!

Everything turned to spectator sport.

I love the popcorn! It just screams that we have become a society of watchers, letting life entertain us (even horror or terror) instead of getting involved in life, getting dirty, and really living, making changes, and growing. Contrasting images bring this poem to life even more.

Brilliant, William!

Thanks for posting in Journey Into Poetry !