Inspiration…

Sorry. Haven’t posted in a while…it’s been busy.

So, I’ve been inspired to start writing poetry again. Youth can be so inspiring and in it we sometimes are reminded of parts of our adult selves that the hardships of life have attempted to quiet. Thanks Jess!

I don’t know what this one’s called yet and it’s my first in quite some time. Hope you love it/hate it….either way, I hope it makes you think.

the other day i sat,
pondering.

wandering through the parent ‘hood,
i thought i’d see what’s good.
but all i seem to see are these tweetle dumbs and tweetle dees,
speaking these circular soliloquies,
telling the world “i gotta live for me.”

angrier and angrier, there i sat,
wont to correct their ‘tude with a bat.
just then it struck me,
empathy….
…and i realized that free love wasn’t free.

you see, it began 50 some odd years ago,
with bell bottom jeans and bros with ‘fros.
everybody wanted to express,
their sense of self with cess and sex.
they wanted to exhale and dispell the notion,
set by their parents who sewed commitment and devotion…
“respect authority, commit to one wife for life,
the man is the head, don’t walk out when there’s strife.”
Instead they said, “let’s redefine.
we need a new motto, a new paradigm.”
free love! peace! down with the man!
i can’t say i blame ’em change WAS needed in the land.
the problem as always is the way people and times evolve.
we went from one extreme to the other, no balance was involved.

flash forward to the seventies, there still was no care.
i love the night life, there’s got to be a disco or party somewhere.
Oh and as a hold out from the previous,
this contribution should be no shock,
we were told not to spank ’em by my man Dr. Spock.

jump again to the eighties,
the “me” generation,
which was naught more than the adults who were part of that hippie situation.
They’ve grown up now,
and realized they’ve got to labor,
but brought along the ideals of the hippie,
now selfishness was the flavor.

i know some are thinking, “why the history lesson?”
it’s so that when you look around at the family’s decay,
you now have no excuse to be guessing.

“Where are the fathers?”
they learned from their dads,
that free love is the greatest thing,
and from feminist mothers, that a woman doesn’t need a man.
So, no longer needed, no longer shown to hold fast to their bonds,
you all became MILFs and if you’re lucky they’d take care of their spawn.
“why is crime so high between three and six?”
well, the men are gone and mom’s out “gettin’ hers,”
and if two parents are there their both still gone,
no direction in the home…”what could go wrong?”
teen pregnancy, hiv, and herpes epidemic,
drugs are rampant, thugs are rampant, and anger’s an epidemic.

yeah, i know it’s deeper than this,
there are many more dynamics,
but i stand atop the forest and see the trees for what’s been planted.
self-centeredness, ego, ignorance now reign,
we all work so hard for empty gain,
the cost is our children’s spirits slain,
and now the cycle’s complete, our society dripping,
drizzling, slowly down the drain.