Description: Just a first draft of a rant spawned from hearing about trunk or treat.
trick or treat? -------------------------------------------
what happened to halloween?
doning masks and roaming streets
Children asking trick or treat?
But merely seeking candy
Parental concerns for safety
Have placed the festivities
In churches and shopping centers
Warm and sheltered, children enter
Conviently recieving more candy
And burning fewer calories;
Capitalism at it's finest
Diabetes and obesity
are on the rise
Now we've decided
Fresh air and exercise
Are too risky to be
Activities for our children
Parents are unwilling or unable
To provide supervision
Prison stripes and archetypes
Are far less frightening indoors
We've taken out the effort
And gone straight to the reward
Glory is slowly
Being murdered in this world
A stranger's kindness can't be trusted
Or so we're taught as boys and girls
Diversity it seems
Has become a dangerous thing
We put on costumes daily
In the hope that they might bring
Some much needed excitement
To simple little lives
We block violent content from our TV's
Then go home and hit our wives
Perhaps we've been misguided
Though some fears are justified
At what point does parental paranoia
Remove the joy from children's lives?
Avoiding such dangers might
Keep our children safe
But what's the point of living
In a prison bound with chains
Restrained by the possibility
They might be taking risks
Perhaps the fear of HIV
Will deprive them of their first kiss
Perhaps attending home school
Will prevent loss of friendship
Perhaps the fear of drowning
Will keep them from skipping stones over water
Or perhaps we'll realize our folly
And grant more freedom to our sons and daughters.
Great society poem, I really love the end, it makes you think about whats really going on. No changes I would really make, just like I always say, I can never find a flaw with any of your work, but I guess thats my problem. Great flow, great imagery, blablablabla. yeah.
keep it up
This isn't really my cup of tea, as far as the reason it was written, however that didn't stop me from reading it through. I thought it was interesting, and was more of a persuasive poem, or atleast stating your opinion, I suppose it wasn't really trying to persuad per say. Anyways, it was nice to read something that wasn't just another love poem, and your almost monologue like writing was also a nice mix up.
This is in your journal, right? I read it there as well, and I must say I heartily concur. You've hit on all the reasons parents shelter their children even more these days: unwilling/uncaring, unable, or overprotective.
(mine were the third type.)
What does it all mean? A reflection of the times? Of isolationism and Amercian foreign policy and fear on an individual level? I think maybe all...
In keeping children safe and alive, some have forgotten to let them live.
(Don't worry. When they go off to college they'll let it all out... just think: all that repressed desire to do crazy things just BAM! .... an entire generation at once. Won't that be something?)