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It’s a transient world in this cesspool called life
where dangerous people cause infinite strife
But laid out before us in a subliminal church
A decoration of faith, a presentation of worth
It is here that we find peace and love undisturbed
With just an inkling of anger or just maybe perturbed
But we let it all go at the drop of a dime
Because all we’ve got left is our life and some time.

©2022 CBialczak Poetry

Transient https://amanpan.blog/2022/11/22/moonwashed-musings-weekly-prompt-transient-november-22-2022/
cesspool: https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2022/11/24/reenas-xploration-challenge-258/
Dangerous: https://fivedotoh.com/2022/11/25/fowc-with-fandango-dangerous/
presentation, decoration, church: https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2022/11/25/three-things-challenge-m158/
inkling: https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2022/11/25/your-daily-word-prompt-inkling-ydwordprompt-november-25-2022/

here you are standing
in the midst of the ocean
letting yourself be swayed
accepting all the push and pull
of the waves of life
always at the mercy
of external stimuli

one day, you were told
you can walk on water
psychologically traverse
endless states of mind
it does take some faith and courage,
to attain the level of selfpersuasion
and know the outside world
is not for signs and confirmation

you were told, you have
this inner strength
to reveal in you such a character
unmoved by the world
at the calmest with your strong conviction
whatever the senses perceived
relieved, it didn’t matter

for you know you are the hidden force
in every situation
the causation behind circumstances encountered
but, will it be alright
if no one knew, not a hint of recognition
of the noble ideals you projected
here in Caesar’s world

and just be content…

Inspired by Moonwashed Musings Weekly Prompt – Transient &
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #258 – Cesspool

it’s inevitable
we hit rough patches in life
then yearn for tranquility and comfort
or at least the ability to move to safety

there is still hope…

self-care is a must
an escape quite possibly necessary
clarity just within reach
as long as we stretch out our hands

don’t hesitate to resolve…

but swallowing feelings
pushing them down
deeper and deeper over time
builds a cesspool within

you will begin to sink…

seeking the transient warming from spirits
diving headfirst into liquid oblivion
they say, self-medication
in reality, self-destruction

addiction can kill
if we let it…

When man started establishing permanent settlements, they needed to develop way to dispose of human waste and originally, it was buried it in the ground.  Maybe the idea came from watching cats digging a hole and burying their waste.  Most early civilizations were established near rivers, which not only provided a source of fresh water for irrigation, but also a method for waste elimination.  The ironclad rule was to always dump downstream!  Cesspools were designed in areas that not connected to rivers and they would receive and hold sewage for human waste.  They were frequently placed under the floors of castles that were often made of wood.  A cesspool consisted of an underground hole lined with brick or stone and porous material.  Excrement sank to the bottom and liquids flowed out between the spaces in the brick lining.  The waste could not just be flushed away, so when the cesspool got full…

Step carefully into this filth

Keep you clothes clean, pristine

Get involved but don’t immerse yourself

For making friends with slime, will result in

Sucking you into this cesspool of grime and slime

Everyone avoids situations which can muddy their reputations

Which can make their hands dirty and clothes splattered

But bystanders can not hope to fix the leaking gutters

One has to wrestle with the broken pipes after standing in the waste

Just don’t let the stench pervade your soul or spirit

Keep it at arms distance and away from your mind

The cesspool of humanity needs fixing up collectively

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Written in response to;PROMPT #258– Cesspool, hosted by Reena

#Keepitalive

#RXC

P.C :- RXC # 257

as if unboxing a present,
bottled feelings-
emerge in subtle time,
bubbling, seething, frothing-
effervescences on its fringes- irrationality,
as tepid sobriety fizzles out.

Acknowledgements :- Thank you Reena Saxena for hosting RXC# 257. The above picture is the prompt. Thank you Punam Sharma for hosting Poetics at dVerse. The theme is, “Let’s all drink to the goodness of words flowing, let’s all live up to our pub’s name, let’s spread some cheer!”. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.