On Thoughts Poem by Blight Sliver

I have thousands of thoughts about war overseas

With millions of men all dying for naught

The honor to perish for one's own country

Offset by the horror of frivolous loss



I could describe my woes about mental health

Many minds shatter as neighbors watch

In a world where all are governed by wealth

Why should one man care what another man's lost?



Of the nature of art, if there is one at all

The governing forces of crafts quality.

I could talk about structure, what makes it enthrall

Or just what it means to a person like me



I have endless perspectives hiding inside my mind

And I'm so desperate to get them all out

To add my voice to the chorus of time 

So that when I'm gone my voice can still shout



But ideas are cheap, execution is not 

And I don't know what I'm doing.