Satiate

how hurt people hurt people - noah

wrath fuels the hunger

arousing ancient hatreds from below

it wrestles consciousness from above

it betrays the subliminal

it causes dissonance fundamental

inducing rage

it justifies the feast

to quell the hunger

it f***s the world

cynically

into tomorrow's beast

killing me

a thing we cannot win against

what will never let us lose

slink away

quietly

what will never let us quit

peacefully

so violently

wrath fuels the hunger

as it satiates the mind

as we struggle and starve

wrath becomes the hunger

the meal

your predator

the priest

your prey

your early grave

too much of each but just,

not enough of everything

so you consume yourself

empty

Author's Note

Reviews

[Noah]

I absolutely love this poem and how it shows how you can be the victim, consumed by injustice and rage, in one moment, but become the abuser of it and consume it like its the only thing you know. It really brings to light how easily everything turns to rage just because of someone else’s own internal madness or a feeling of being wronged. It truly brings to light how hurt people hurt people. Or, at least, this is the message I interpreted from it. Keep up the good work. Your poems are truly amazing and I look forward to the next one you make!

[Davidgeo]

" how hurt people hurt people" That should be the title of this poem.

I'm glad you liked it. I think this was a good one.

[Noah]

Thanks! It was indeed a “satiable” poem.

[Davidgeo]

I didn't change the title, satiate is a good word. But I used "hurt people hurt people" underneath it. It's a good addition. Thank you. You are now a co author of this poem.

[Noah]

Thanks!! :)

[Davidgeo]

Truly, my pleasure.

[Lillian Burrows]

Your use of language to convey emotion is astounding.

I feel absolutely swept away by this all-consuming wrath that leads you to change your mindset, do things you might not do otherwise and eventually leave you exhausted and empty at the end once it's finally taken it's course and ebbed away.

The short lines in the end really makes the poem pick up the pace and move faster to create that tension, that high until finally at the end, theres nothing left.

You take us on a journey from low, to high and back down again.

Looking forward to more! Keep writing!

[Pete]

i've always liked that word, "satiate". a lot of truth herein. good song to boot.

[Davidgeo]

It's satisfying word, satiate. Glad to find another Tool fan, they are a good band for so many reasons. I understand why people don't like them though.