Kian Raanvik

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    This poem is very long
    So long, in fact, that your attention span
    May be stretched to its very limits
    But that’s okay
    It’s what’s so special about poetry
    See, poetry takes time
    We live in a time
    Call it our culture or society
    It doesn’t matter to me cause neither one rhymes
    A time where most people don’t want to listen
    Our throats wait like matchsticks waiting to catch fire
    Waiting until we can speak
    No patience to listen

    But this poem is long
    It’s so long, in fact, that during the time of this poem
    You could’ve done any number of other wonderful things
    You could’ve called your father
    Call your father
    You could be writing a postcard right now
    Write a postcard
    When was the last time you wrote a postcard?
    You could be outside
    You’re probably not too far away from a sunrise or a sunset
    Watch the sun rise
    Maybe you could’ve written your own poem
    A better poem
    You could have played a tune or sung a song
    You could have met your neighbor
    And memorized their name
    Memorize the name of your neighbor
    You could’ve drawn a picture
    (Or, at least, colored one in)
    You could’ve started a book
    Or finished a prayer
    You could’ve talked to God
    Pray
    When was the last time you prayed?
    Really prayed?

    This is a long poem
    So long, in fact, that you’ve already spent a minute with it
    When was the last time you hugged a friend for a minute?
    Or told them that you love them?
    Tell your friends you love them

    …no, I mean it, tell them

    Say, I love you

    Say, you make life worth living
    Because that, is what friends do
    Of all of the wonderful things that you could’ve done
    During this very, very long poem
    You could have connected
    Maybe you are connecting
    Maybe we’re connecting
    See, I believe that the only things that really matter
    In the grand scheme of life are God and people
    And if people are made in the image of God
    Then when you spend your time with people
    It’s never wasted
    And in this very long poem
    I’m trying to let a poem do what a poem does:
    Make things simpler
    We don’t need poems to make things more complicated
    We have each other for that
    We need poems to remind ourselves of the things that really matter
    To take time
    A long time
    To be alive for the sake of someone else for a single moment
    Or for many moments

    Cause we need each other

    To hold the hands of a broken person
    All you have to do is meet a person
    Shake their hand
    Look in their eyes

    They are you

    We are all broken together
    But these shattered pieces of our existence don’t have to be a mess
    We just have to care enough to hold our tongues sometimes
    To sit and listen to a very long poem
    A story of a life
    The joy of a friend and the grief of friend
    To hold and be held
    And be quiet

    So, pray
    Write a postcard
    Call your parents and forgive them and then thank them
    Turn off the TV
    Create art as best as you can
    Share as much as possible, especially money
    Tell someone about a very long poem you once heard
    And how afterward it brought you to them

  2. 2 hours ago, Lando Norris said:

    Kian, as much as we get on, i really don't think you are ready for O5. Enough as it makes me a hypocrite, you do minge a substantial amount and i have never seen you do RP, ever.

    -1

    Very true. Can a staff member / anyone with perms close this thread meanwhile I take some time earning everyones trust before I even try pursue O5?

  3. 2 hours ago, Alfie - Blake said:

    Well when people are having in character conversations and you decide to start minging with your radio tool, yes, it does annoy passers by a lot, you are just too ignorant to notice it.

    i wasnt talking about the radio thing, sure yes. I shouldn't have done the whole radio thing. But here i was refering to when me and mike were messing around in a area where noone was?