![]() Through The LensA Poem by StoriesGuy14![]() Analysis of personalities![]()
Switch on the remote
There they are They were there during the spring They were there just before summer erupted Smiling, laughing, giggling, Looking glamorous Making life seem a huge, drawn-out party For which we are all the guests They smile They talk They laugh They make sense out of things that make none Witnessed them on the screen Over and over again "Talking" about issues that "matter" People--they are just raising awareness-- Over things matter not Beach board this Swimsuit that Gossip this "That" is important "This" is something we all love Dresses banking around $2000 without discount Designers, top brands, merchants' reputations on the line Cooks; redundant weather forecasts it's all there, for all to see Click the remote Turn off the damn screen, they become what? Just names? Names we should all care about because they mean something? I suppose so. In their worlds. They should visit this one Where we live; where the mom with four, five, six kids No male present Must find ways to put shirts on their backs, food on the table Practices here Tutoring there, classes to attend Shifts to show up for, clock-in and clock-out The young Educator Looking for his right situation Right spot To prosper, be productive Enlighten, entertainment, inform and make real the demands placed on his shoulders Talk about "real" Talk about making a "product" worth something in value Oh the market shall play its part, as always But those ladies, I wonder what their world feels like I wonder if they understand mine I wonder if they would last two minutes In a midday workout, when the scorching sun Burns the ground, Feet feel as if the ground itself is burning the soles I wonder if I could talk about things that matter And don't I wonder if I could convince people that what they should care about I actually do Or if it's just for a show To avoid discussing The real world crap that is actually happening That should be discussed because It actually matters Those eyes could only watch so much Before they lost interest Before they didn't see the reason for caring Other than making others feel good about Having hope, entertaining them before The show was over And reality said "hello" again Through the lens I saw different personas existing Side-by-side Talking about things people were going to discuss Regardless Because they could; because that's what They claimed They wanted to do with their time among us Switch off the remote In my lens, I can decide for myself What I'll allow into my world To be informed Versus informing To attempt to make sense Of this world that doesn't seem to Day in and day out As the grandmother struggles to support Her youngest offspring As their guardian As the father travels 12,000 miles for a job That pays well At the expense of balancing a crazy work schedule With a life-long built home life That completes his being and heart in ways The monetary compensation cannot In ways that make this heart Yearn to help the younger generation Learn a thing or two About this crazy world they will grow into That we are creating every, Single, Day To the point where they will have no choice But to think But to create But to learn to fend for themselves After the show is done and over After the lens has gone to black We should meet, them and I, To talk about the real things going on To put those concerns in front Of that audience to raise Actual awareness Of all that we should all be aware Even if we know we cannot do much About those issues Even so. We can try. Because trying Is the best thing we do. So let's try. Let's try. -Cheers
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Added on July 21, 2016 Last Updated on July 21, 2016 Author![]() StoriesGuy14Austin, TXAboutBeen writing since I was a teenage kid. Somehow, someway just picked up a notebook, found a pen, started writing things and have never really stopped. It's a passion, hobby, ongoing cerebral grind, an.. more..Writing
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