Poets United prompt #18 is about complaining, grumbling.... I didn't want to really grumble, who really wants to read that, but then thought about how our society seems so rude, impatient. I was just out n' about doing errands and grocery shopping; It was shocking how rude people were, I'd say, excuse me, pardon me and they looked at me like I'm an alien. They stare and walk on by. Huh?! It is almost like we need blinkers and stop signs in the grocery store. Children are let loose, one bumped into my back, while her grandmother yakked on and on, to another woman in the next check out. Then both of her grandchildren wormed their way around my cart, squeezing by me to get to the candy. She totally ignored both of them, girls ages 5 and 3. Yeah, it was fun....
So here is my poem:
Traffic congestion, nerves are fraught
Can’t we remember what we were taught
Children whining in the stores…
Home, neglect their list of chores
Asking please, seems to be a reach
As we try to remind and teach,
Pride n’values are being made
Blueprints of generations being paved
The road of manners is becoming extinct
Rose colored glasses are not pink,
Red, rage on the road is seen
Texting, make up and then the obscene,
Gestures of panic are in mode
Time to wake up and get off the commode,
Life is difficult enough
Let’s play nice and not so tough,
Excuse me, please and thank you mean a lot
Human nature shouldn’t be an after thought,
We act like animals on display
Careless, rude and getting our way,
Remember your roots and family pride
Life is a journey, play nice when in stride~
Comments
Have a good day.
Yvonne,.
I really loved reading this poem. Your words are so true and the situations you describe, do make me angry as well!
I loved your last line,'Life is a journey, play nice when in stride'.
Eileen
vivid and fun read.
Pamela
Beautifully written, as always.
:-)
Totally and absolutely.
Where have all the good manners gone?
xoxo
Lee
Tossing It Out