In, "I'm Tired", the writer rants about ignorance, hardships, hatred, the unexplained (that we are told to understand), and, in the stanza prior to that, sickness that, "eats our lovers our friends and family alive." There are five stanzas, each addressing a bane, and then, at the end all alone, "I am just tired." A effective punctuation on this emotion filled poem.
Ignorance is first; right away the writer lets us know that it's, "not the kind that is stupid", but rather it's the kind that, "refuses to see." In other words, closed-mindedness. The writer points out the damage that can be inflicted, the lack of sympathy, and personal alienation. We are told that it even, "burns down our homes". The fire department is not needed; counselors are, for it's the destruction of relationships. We are told that this ignorance, "shows no love" and it, "shows the true self that the self cannot see". How dare it do that.
Hardships are next, but, "Not the kind that is money." These are the kind that, "destroys us", that, "takes away love" , that, "shows no mercy". These hardships really do a number on us, they can turn our lives into, "black tar pits/swirling and bubbling, swallowing our souls/into deep, suffocating blackness". I don't want my soul swallowed, nor surrounded, nor engulfed, or whatever.
"I'm Tired" now goes on to hatred. It is the kind that is, "blind to reason", and that, "hates on everything it does not understand." The writer is very graphic here: "...eats us whole and spits us out". A lot of bad stuff, the reference to homes again, being ruined. The writer even refers to hate thusly: "the hate that hates itself..." I guess hate is sharpened teeth biting for the sadism.
More graphic writing is seen as we move on to sickness. The writer makes it clear that it's not the sickness of the mind, but the, "sickness of the body that kills and destroys/all that it touches." But I am a little confused because he says this is a sickness that, "claims the innocent souls and lives/of those that have not yet lived." Is this a reference to abortion? If so, then the sickness being pathological would seem unfitting; most would give an argument of a "mental sickness" here, but perhaps the writer has something else in mind that I am missing.
Lastly, we come to the unexplained, which the writer is tired of because, "we are told to understand, but (it) shows no understanding." The writer tells us that the unexplained, "builds and changes with the sicknesses and hardships." He's also tired of the, "ignorance that supports it." Wrapping up, we get a reference to a, "blackness that eats away at our hearts with no mercy, yet is filled with so much/strength that we cannot fight." Good grief, terminal cancer maybe, but to put this on the back of the unexplained is, well, quite unexplained.
This poem takes my breath away. It is free of error and is interesting. I can only imagine the writer, after penning the final, "I am just tired." being just that, and flowing like a river of emotion from his chair to the floor as if someone stole his bones. |
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