Pruned

Just a simple poem about the struggle of trying to be who we truly are.

So many no's

And so few yes's.

They want us to release our full potential,

Yet they implement rules

That block us in.

We are born into a world

That is said to be free,

But yet it is full of rules that bind us.

When we try to truly express who we are;

We are condemned.

Between government, religion, society, and family

We are kept at a fraction of our true grace.

They say they have our best intentions in mind,

But they hold us back.

We are rose bushes being pruned

By several gardeners, one after another

Until all that is left is a bare and hideous thing.

All our blooms have been trimmed away

Leaving only twisted stems and roots.

We tried to bloom,

But our flowers were hacked away.

Author's Note

We all know how it is feels to try to be great, but to get condemned for trying.

Reviews

[Camryn Jeter]

This feels very cynical and critical of society. Society really does need some work. When rules that were first created to keep us safe end up limiting us, it seems like a change must be made or we will all die unoriginal. But remember, we all must make the best of it. This societal situation is less than the best, but remember we must have rules or there will be anarchy. Our order is what makes us human and separates us from the animals. Brilliant poem nonetheless

[Falling Leaf.]

Yes, yes, yes. You've captured so many things that I have been dying to say. I could talk for ages about this, but I will refrain.

[DoormanDan]

This is quite a creative way to think of how less free our world is becoming! We are rose bushes being pruned is my favorite line. You have really expressed your creativity with this piece!

[ANTO]

Your metaphorical skill shines here Zach my friend. I was minded of the well know song "Father and Son' by Yousef Islam (Cat Stevens) when i had read this. One line in particular resonated with me and with your write here I feel - "From the moment I could talk I was ordered to listen. "

You write from the deep Zach. Fabulous!
:))

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree with the thoughts in the poetry.
"Between government, religion, society, and family
We are kept at a fraction of our true grace."
The above lines are amazing. Hard to see the truth being surrounded by liars and naysayers. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote