Man of the PastA Poem by Christina May ShanabergI really did write this one at the Cleveland Zoo!MAN OF THE PAST
I sat on a bench, at the zoo, And watched the people passing through, Pointing at each cage, they passed by, Following a fact-filled guide; Well, it really seems to me That the wrong creatures are free; Could you imagine the tour booklet, With each person listed in it; Stay away from the bars; This man couldn't; he'd stay for hours; Adults, you may, step up this ramp To view our latest bevy of vamps; Next, the forever cheating husband; His knuckles swollen from an overactive wedding band; Here is the american housewife; Chocolates and soap operas are her life; Now, we have the president of an inflated country, Where as along as you're free, it's alright to go hungry; Let's pass by the liberated women; They have no real cause; they just fight to win; We have reached the drug pusher; To our children, a new type of candy vendor; At last, the intelligent criminal; He does as he pleases and he does well in jail; Closely view the teens of today; These were so violent, their parents run away; Here is a conservative, moral man of the past; He is a dying breed, that can not last. © 2010 Christina May ShanabergAuthor's Note
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5 Reviews Added on May 12, 2010 Last Updated on May 12, 2010 Tags: Modernization, Crime, Sin, Morality AuthorChristina May ShanabergMount Vernon, OHAboutI am a former member of North Shore Writers' Guild in Willoughby OH. I have had numerous poems published and letters. I am, currently, working on a screen play that I hope will interest my cousin-in.. more..Writing
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