The Child In a Fundamentalist Family
Why was I a puppet?
For my parents views,
For their animosity,
To my teachers’ dues.
They even exposed hatred,
To the Jews cultural,
Not with understanding,
Of things traditional.
They asked me if I wished to,
Sing secular songs in music,
Along with the class,
‘Cos I would wear a different tunic.
But I just went quiet,
And didn’t really answer,
Because singing was just that best,
And made me into a prancer.
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