Brothers And SistersA Poem by Barbara WalkerIn and out of each others lives, here, a new husband, there, new wives. This one has a new baby boy, that one has a brand new toy. Is this what makes life so real? What about the way that we feel?
Consuming, consuming, so very much, this one bought phones for the whole bunch. Those two have to have every new game, never wanting to play the same. Is this what makes life so real? What about the way that we feel?
Each year, he has to buy a football season pass, to watch, up close, while players get smashed. She always pays her gym's monthly dues and every month she buys dozen's of shoes. Is this what makes life so real? What about the way that we feel?
Now, their kids are learning to shop, buying those items while they're still hot. The highlight of their week is the mall, where they spend at stores, big and tall. Is this what makes life so real? What about the way that we feel?
I decided something had to change, even if they thought I was strange. So, the last time we were ALL in the same room, in a voice loudly, I did boom- "I have an idea, let's all sit down and talk!" Suddenly, every one of them wanted to go for a walk!
They couldn't get out of that room fast enough- mumbling, "What's all this talking stuff?" Then I heard someone say- "Hey, did you hear about the new Wal-Mart? Now, that's where to shop if you're smart!"
The rest of the family gets along well, it's me who feels an outsider's hell. I just don't like to shop and buy- Well...maybe that last part I wrote is a lie.
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Added on July 10, 2008Last Updated on May 28, 2010 AuthorBarbara WalkerLake Havasu City, AZAboutI am retired from the Postal Service. I find I write poetry to help myself through difficult times and I have written many poems in response to the chronic pain I've been living with for over 30 year.. more..Writing
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