@d-pend What beautiful images, very creative, I like how with your images you transmit us many feelings, rhythms of pop songs at dawn is spectacular, I like alarm clock like this, charming. Thank you for writing so beautifully and sharing it with all of us. Have a nice weekend.

Boss

It's been a long time you did something from Dsound I'm not sure though, but I love the way you dived into simplicity at one stage in the poem and the rhyme scheme in the 2nd to the last and last stanza as well, it's a beautifully written one here, cheers buddy.

Interesting indictment of pop culture. Great images. I did not know the artist. Help illustrate your point. We are saturated by "abhorent" noise and poor taste forced-fed as art.
Of course, artist would have to agree that beauty is relative and all that, but as it happens with literary classics, time and the confluence of critical voices end up prooving certain premises right.
Not everything call artistic is art; not everything elevates the spirit and enhances human sensibilities and potential (asuming that's art's purpose).
Selfish self expression has always existed in all artistic manifestations, but they are either forgotten or become the cults of sub-cultures.
"Engineered" art, for money's sake has the capacity to saturate itself, though and allows more elevated manifestations to pop up ;)

<div class="text-justify"> The images correspond to a world of wonders grotesque that, of course, It brings us close to our reality, marked by time, hurried and plunged into commitments acquired before being born. In the poem it is stated that we must allow ourselves to live without the threat of that great monster that subjects us. Speaks of relaxation, of enjoyment without so much protocol:</div>


> Abhorrent
rhythms of pop songs
flutter over the surface of dawn,
screaming banalities engineered
to make you tear up | sit tired,
clock in, hands barren,
clay-fired glossed up for the big game
the night before you


<div class="text-justify"> It also immerses us in the refreshing sensation of releasing external pressures and concentrating, rather on the delight of doing what we really like. Give us permission to locate ourselves in the mental and emotional site that we decide we need, although for others, it is "wasting time", "losing the papers", losing our sanity ". In front of this, the voice indicates that it is healthy to wander and relax, in spite of what "others" say.</div>


>You did well;
have a drink on me

<div class="text-justify"> The society will always try to take us to the train full of monsters, which is the life designed for the common human being, although, innocently, we will always believe that we are our own owners, in reality we are slaves with many masters.</div>


>And don't you dare let the mind wander
and write another one, more secret:
scrawled in a purple diary
to expose debauchery delinquent.
Don't you ever wonder;
don't you speak the unspeakable.
Keep quiet with the blunder;
keep thinking the unthinkable.

<div class="text-justify"> The society alienates, destroys creativity and seeks obedient zombies, people who do not think and do what is expected of them, not what each individual wants. The uniformity that allows greater control and, for greater control, more power for those who exercise it. Then, the power that governs the world is a great monster that is always present, from the beginning to the end of life. And, here is the reason why the same image is repeated in the poem, the first and the final: That giant monster that intimidates a small man armed with a very small stick. A very unequal confrontation, at a glance. It is the image of the train of life pretending to frighten anyone who dares to be different, who dares to look for new ways.</div>


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Hello @d-pend thank you for your upvote and apprecaition. Thanks a lot

Yo @d-pend! We really ARE livin' in HELL these day, aren't we? It's like the world if being FLIPPED upside down, and the children are morphing into "adults" and the adults morphine into "children". Total mind-f*ck in my opinion, but it's been this way for as long as I can remember. I think the only hope is that we will eventually reach a "point of diminishing returns" where thing flip BACK OVER. Anyways, I LOVE this artwork by James Flaxman. Thanks for showcasing his work and introducing making more people aware of it. I hope you will collaborate (and thus showcase) some more of these quality artists on Steemit, so we can all expand our connections...

Lines these days  are written with tension - rather than say it overtly,  fearing it is subversive, offensive, we write it as something cryptic (subverted by forces) - to divert or provide a way out should any accusation emerge about a particular, non-allowed meaning.

James Flaxman's artwork is really good and his stories amazing too.

Music is an ambassador of culture, that is why songs must have meaning. The compositions must be made to last. Music can not be a monster that aliene the culture of other lands with banalities. As a poetry teacher, your songs have everything; depth and meaning.

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@d-pend,

Interesting theme.

It always comes down to conflict: Man against Man. Man against Nature. Man against the Expectations of the Status Quo. 

But in the end ... it's **Man against Himself.** 

Each one of us decides upon those things for which we will pay a price, and those things for which we will not. Poetry is written about the former, the latter is explained away in prose.

*Quill*

Beautifully written poem, I love your style, the words you have chosen and easily rhyme together. Easy to read and remember. The illustration very well done by James Flaxman :)

Amazing images and lines @d-pend,

I was glad to hear your voice although this poem has a slightly ominous and sarcastic tone.

> You did well,
Have a drink on me.

And what are you writing in your purple diary?

![image.png](https://ipfs.busy.org/ipfs/QmTbrFTQMutbwAs1iKW12aFWPxSPMDc9KiMozR3k84jZvF)

 "And remember, I love you."

I thunk that.