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Dark Ages At the Deep End ( For Alex )

Dark Ages at The Deep End ( For Alex ) What does our society teach our children Churn them out as fodder For the cultural use of consumerism The empty promises of success And the great grand promise of never ending wealth Plies them with ever needful obsessions Scientific, mathematical, technology Tested, retested, awarded, rewarded Good little robot sent out into the world To fill their lives with even more sparkly, spanking brand new possessions To account their lives by material attainment And to judge others by their lack of Out to feed the numbers of marketable goods To be counted by adverts And to face life uneducated and alone Thrown in at the deep end These ever hungering and even younger adults Looking for the promised land of electronic gadgets Have they been taught to cope with failure How to respond to one another How to communicate Do they know the art of parenting How to define fact from illusion And a reality from a dream Have they been shown the art of problem solving Do they know how to deal with overwhelming emotions How do they know who to turn to What does our society teach our children The third largest killer of young adults today, is suicide Living in the dark ages still, of human relations Churned out for the fodder For this cultural capitalist use of consumerism We have learnt nothing, nothing about them Though our modern historical claims to be so concerned Still they leave our schools knowing nothing about themselves The unattainable prize Has a price of failure But what else is there Some join the joke of a gangster subculture Some join the rat race ( what else is there ) Some rebel in drug faced reflections of societies crap Some turn to religion to hide the demon inside them Some just swallow the lies of quick easy gettable And some find freedom at the end of a rope What does society teach our children Mere acceptance of an illusion Good little robot sent out into the world Thrown in at the deep end; now learn to swim The third largest killer of young adults today; is suicide

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Date: 3/10/2009 1:47:00 PM
Sadly, I've been on both sides of this - and were it not for a small voice inside of myself telling me to leave my home at 22, I'd have followed in my mother's sad footsteps. I was gone 3 days later. All we can do is tell our kids, and hope they listen. love, Kristin
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Date: 3/10/2009 1:42:00 PM
Extremely depressing and way too much truth in your write. Something I've been thinking a lot about lately myself. How did we ever get so screwed up? We are not teaching them what really matters. They are unprepared and these days, if they don't end up in the lines of your poem, there is a pill for everything and surely they will be prescribed one. Too disturbing. Love, Shar
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Date: 3/10/2009 1:29:00 PM
This is powerful writing my friend. This goes with my poem this morning.. very strong words in this piece.. very unfortunate but sometimes the pain is so dark that is the only answer they can hear at the time.
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Date: 3/10/2009 1:11:00 PM
I don't know how parents today sleep, with the troubled world that their children must face. I thought it was hard enough when mine were in school, but nothing like my grandchildren must cope with. Well said, Colin. ~ Carrie
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