My home is expansive Pillars to the sky Windows shape the light Into colors that fly by Doors of glossy oak Impenetrable without key The locks number many Designed to admit just me The walls are solid stone Silk tapestries, down them fall They glimmer in the light Dancing; I enjoy them all A floor of solid marble White with golden streams Carries me across the place As lustrously it beams...
Mom’s at work; Dad’s gone too- Kids are bored with homework and chores to do. T.V.’s blaring; phone’s off the hook- No sign of a newspaper, a pencil, or a book. Kid’s need some cash, some clothes, new shoes- No sense in parents, if their funds you can’t use. Kids want to have fun – no homework or chores- Any place is better than home – children knocking steadily on friends’ doors....
the rules in place are exact strict instructions how to act rules, action – quite mundane even every breech – the same powerful rules crush the will deep values falsely instill not the rules you must think when your heart can but sink do not confront, bow down rule accepted without frown you know no freedom, but law disturbing is what else you saw you fear freedom, for him...