Childish No More
Congratulations
On reducing me... to you
And I was too blind to see
The monster you've made of me
I am ashamed of my childish actions
So I stand tall against your efforts
To turn me into the very thing I hate
Dana
~ Written for dVerse Poets. Picture by: SueAnn @ http://wwwsueann.blogspot.com/
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oy, it is interesting the feelings this is generating in people...yikes on the reducing..and being reduced as well to their level...the monster....
ReplyDeleteA hard place to be....
ReplyDeleteHard to be placed as less than we are by someone trying to browbeat us into submission and suppressing us but, eventually, the worm does turn. Good for them I say :)
ReplyDeleteWow ... like that last line especially...
ReplyDeleteI feel this coming from somewhere other than the picture... The expression is very much alive.
ReplyDeleteDark and chilling...excellent take on being reduced and made to his kind ~
ReplyDeleteWow, what a horrid thing....to be turned into what one hates. Your poem really portrayed intense feelings well.
ReplyDeleteA truth that hits one hard. You protrayed it well. Most excellente!
ReplyDeleteReally packs a punch, Dana. Very strong ending.
ReplyDeleteYikes, a powder keg of emotion, very well done!
ReplyDeleteA hitting response. The "reduced" matches the picture perfectly.
ReplyDeletePowerful writing - you grappled with a difficult idea most skilfully
ReplyDeleteWords to match the pain of the image
ReplyDeleteOuch. But I hear the hope, the recovery and almost see the bush blossoming in the coming Spring. Nicely done
ReplyDeleteshort and precise. strong writing, hope you still stand your ground and flourish again...
ReplyDeleteDana--this is so strong. Please bloom again... Really liked this!
ReplyDeleteI have faced these dilemmas my whole life. If there is a true north in one's life, it has always seemed to me that I must face that way and continue no matter how many want to knock me off course. Any other direction is untrue and for me unsafe! Tight verse, and well constructed.
ReplyDeleteThank goodness for self realisation. Very hopeful poem Dana. Love it.
ReplyDeleteWhat an interesting (and sad) reaction the image brought to you. To be reduced, like the tree, into something “other” than one was or wants to be. But there is a sign of hope—a standing up against those that hurt us. Thanks for sharing this.
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