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Free Verse Friday

Free Verse Friday:
The weekend has begun
live outside, get some sun
or rather stay in and uplift your daughter
do all in your power to make your children smarter
In truth we should make them wise
so they will always know a snake in disguise
but don’t let your lessons take the fun away
Remember its Friday!
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I already Love You

I haven’t met you yet
But I already love you
there is no question about it
you are the one
the person that for you we’d conquer the sun
my beautiful amazing child
Just sitting here fantasizing about you is wild
I guess I should say it’s more Prophetic
because you are a guaranteed part of my life
a gift to me and my wife
Will you take after me
will you be gorgeous like her?
Brown eyes? Black Hair?
As long as you’re here I don’t care
you are my child
my love
a love so true

You haven’t even met mommy and daddy yet, but we love you

Poetic Ice

New Age Slavery

Still slaves
Building new age pyramids
And picking cotten, silks, and denim/
drinking that poison, smoking that venom/
Each day the ignorance works just enough to place another brick on the pyramid of another/
Just to pick new “Cottons” to impress and condemn their brother/
Its a shame that we breathe in the bullshit/
Flee from the pulpit/
And just don’t know how to quit,/
Being enslaved.
Building another’s pyramid until our tombstone is engraved/
But we don’t care because we feel that it pays,/
Because soon i’ll get that new pair of J’s/
Placing a top stone on another’s empire/
Whilst we don’t even notice our slavery because we don’t feel the sun’s hell fire/
We’ve been enslaved by the false status of the name brand/
As well as the lack of the ability to make a stand/
A stand or attempt to build your own “empire” or road to pave/
Its apparent that we’d rather be a modern day slave.

B.A.K.

I start this with a newly made acronym, B.A.K.. This lovely gem stands for Bad Ass Kids and was created earlier today when I was at my cousins beautiful wedding.

We arrived promptly at 9:30am for a 10:00am wedding and were shown to our seats and we marveled at the display of amour and generally enjoyed the friendly atmosphere. Then enters a badly broken man, and his three kids that clearly were half human, and half hell beast. The broken man was seated next to my wife, brother, sister, and I and his kids decided now was the tome to make as much noise and do the most moving possible. This was the beginning of what was to be a somewhat annoying day.

Once the bridal party began proceeding in and were naturally silenced ourselves they naturally began talking more and raising their voices. And snickering. And asking is that the bride, even though she was the only woman in a white dress wearing a veil and following the young man who had a sign that said “here comes the bride”. Once the ceremony actually started and the preacher started giving a mighty engaging speech the kids were determined to disrupt him by making the most noise and crying. This poor broken father quietly attempted to stop them, but this was a losing battle.

The reception followed and their wrath was augmented by they voracious need to be everywhere at once, and their frustration with the fact that they can’t be. We were seated in the reception hall awaiting the bridal party to be done with their photo shoot so we can have our brunch and fun. But these there mini terrorist who were again seated behind us decided to yell, scream, and randomly hit my chair for the next fourth five minutes. This was the most aggravating thing in the world, but the thing that made it worse is that the father wasn’t trying to discipline the children. The mother was working the room as a wedding photographer and too busy to help. Once the food was uncovered the kids proceeded to run up and thrust their hands into it, and/or take it off the table. The staff all started to tell the kids to stop and escorting them back to their father. These strangers within the community were the ones disciplining these kids.

With all that said, now I can ask my question are the kids really bad, or are the parents bad? The kids don’t really know any better and if their parents are allowing it they can only think that this is the way the world works. Can we really be angry with the babies if the mother and father may as well be nonexistent? Is it really the communitiy’s job to discipline people’s kids or is that a job solely reserved for the parents?

What do you think? Today the world around me showed me that some parents lacked certain things that the community made up for, and it was a sad sad sight.

Who’s job is it to discipline kids, and is it the child’s fault they are bad if they don’t know any better?
Let me know

-Poetic Ice