I see them wandering,
enacting their wills,
from one blind escape to another,
and none see the frivolity of misguided whims,
when thoughtless egos placate their dreams.

The joke never appeals to them,
so serious this bleak weathering of life,
not too close to truths that could ignite
an unwanted epiphany,
a self-realization that to them would be spite.

Oblivion is the lifestyle of choice,
less detailed and of comfort’s reward,
not seeing what’s coming or what they’ve just done,
gives strength to the ego
that can’t be undone.

The streets are packed with ducking, weaving souls,
in plethora directions, blank face in molds,
and they are so earnest, so focused, astute,
in search of their precious lots,
such puerile pursuits.

And vacant they are with their self-centered whims,
the carrot leads onward, on a thin piece of string,
and so the masses in their matrix of sorts,
their chosen oblivion
its own accepted reward.

I wonder sometimes
if they know what they’ve become,
expressionless faces and feet dragging dumb,
or are they what they most definitely appear,
21st century zombies, just hunger and fear.

Tony DeLorger © 2016

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Tony DeLorger

Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for Allpoetry.com, Google+, tonydwtf.blogspot.com.au videos on YouTube and book sales on website thoughtsforabeautifulmind.com, Amazon and digitalprintaustralia.com.au/bookstore

6 thoughts on “Oblivious

  • June 10, 2016 at 11:57 PM

    That does seem to be the way of things in these times. Where is the heart and soul of things, the striving to grow, the incentive? Very well-written verse, Tony. It makes me think that something along the way has been lost or forgotten.

  • June 11, 2016 at 1:32 AM

    Yes I agree, much has fallen to the will and greed of human beings. Glad you related Phyllis. Take care.

  • June 11, 2016 at 4:52 AM

    Good verse, Tony. Sad that this is the way of the world at large. I particularly like the last stanza.

  • August 3, 2017 at 8:13 PM

    Your poem reminds me of Narcissists as they do not look within themselves, and in fact, are usually incapable of doing so. Self-reflection they do not venture anywhere near, thus they are never at fault, in their own illusions. Yes, I do see these attributes, not just concerning Narcissists, but as part of the general population as a whole. Wonderful expression!


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