There are many who can not believe,
Their point of view and plastic protected lives...
Is not a dream to crave for by millions of people.
Those who seem to be fighting for their rights,
Are the ones most likely dishonest with themselves.
Yet these myths exist to market delusions.
When I see young adult men exposing their behinds.
And young women finding that attractive...
With a desire to mate and create a child with 'that'.
I'm not only feeling like a dinosaur!
I feel as if I am the only one appalled by this!
Distract me quickly please.
Before my mind seperates from my mouth!
And I say something loudly that offends.'
Forgive me if I have been responsible for this mindset.
And I've awakened from many years of being sedated.
I had to have been under heavy medication!
Because none of this I would have consciously approved.
Please forgive me.
'Who are you talking to? '
Does that really matter anymore?
Is there anyone that can tell me,
WHY are butts and breasts being exposed?
And WHY the emphasis on sex.
I can't be the only one who remembers,
When being naïve was the rage.
And as kids we played 'doctor' all day long!
What has happened to those days of innocence,
And hidden lusts.
The days of wine and roses.
'Henry Mancini composed the music for that movie.
That 'is' a song title?
Why are you staring at me?
I just asked a simple question.
Geeessshhh...so serious! '
The doors from those closets have long been removed.
Today people are identified by their sexual preference.
Where they live and kind of car they drive.
And 'if' a job is connected to any of that...
You can 'almost' get anything you want without proof,
Of who you are.
Just show up and be impressive.
Is there anyone else in the mall,
That would like to use our PA system to vent?
If so, you have fifteen more minutes to make up your mind.
Yes Ladies and Gentlemen,
Today is 'Vent Twenty Ten' Day with us.
You have fifteen minutes.~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.