We are born to
be the same
our minds fooled with whispers
that tell us of games
We are born to
dream big, eat small
live a life of wonder,
the one everyone wants
We are born out of
love
made for
love
and what we get in return
is love
and hate
Be
like this
No No, I’ll show you again
Like This,
you see
take a step this way,
Not there, Never there
We preach for our own selves
be who you want to be
and yet, we ask
Is this person Okay?
No,
the whispers say
We are born to be the same
our minds fooled with whispers
of another man’s game
This poem is about the social issue of peer pressure, one that almost everyone faces. Even though we are supposed to be ourselves, we constantly are pushed by others and ourselves to take the easy route and blend in with everyone else. In my eyes, the 'whispers' not only represent others, but our consciousness which also tells us what is wrong with who we are.
i love this poem. the ending really left me thinking about how it is inavoidable to be under peer presure sometimes.
ReplyDeleteEven though I already told you this, Tulah, this poem is awesome. It's very true to it's meaning though, it can be interpreted differently-but I think that's the true mark of greatness in a poem: being able to be interpreted by any audience different ways, really makes for good discussion.
ReplyDeleteWow, Tulah, that was really great. At first I didn't quite know what to make of it because of how metaphorical it is. But after reading your explanation and rereading the poem, I felt like my understanding was much deeper. The way in which you repeated most of the first stanza again at the end was really creative, and it kind of helped to sum up the poem while also bringing in a new idea. I don't really have any criticism, but amazing job!!!! :)
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