Bonds of Infancy
as we enter this world
Show up, listen, sit still
learn to become a good little worker bee
Bonds of Servility
given limited choices
Show up, Yes Sir, No Ma’am
Be happy with the choices offered you
Bonds of Maturity
manifest destiny
Show up, Procreate, Settle down
Model the game as you race to catch up
Bonds of Individuality
attempt to break away
Show up, Or don’t, You choose
And be ostracized for the sake of the masses
Bonds of Senility
precious wisdom wasted
Locked away, in a home, in your mind
Until freed by the end of our days
These are the ties that bind,
this is the reality we agreed upon?
©hawilcox2003