The Children Of Sisyphus Poem by RIC BASTASA

yes your children
they learn
to walk
and talk
and more
often
you see
them fall
from time
to time
you take
them
by their
arm
and help
them rise
and let
them go
and they
keep
on falling
and you
keep
on helping

there is
hope this
time

seeing
the children
grow
and then
go

experience
explore
expose
expose
explore
experience

yes, ariel
when they
grow up
and answer
back

you always
know what
to tell them

in this absurdity
you tell
them
to shut up

and get lost
for they
are not

yours, though
they come
from you

you do not
give them
your mind

they have
their own
when
they were
first born

it is Time
in turn
that tells
us best:

we too
shut up
we too
get lost

fair enough