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by Leah Garrison (Age: 29)
copyright 06-15-2004

Age Rating: 13 +

free me from an iron-cast mold
slicing away layers of individuality
with the blinding steel cookie-cutter of society

chains binding down
the dragons of creativity - who
has the key to unlock
the stranglehold our upbringing has
on our raging, pulsating ideas?

we do.

"we can't afford to be innocent
stand up and face the enemy
it's a do or die situation
we will be invincible"

only you can give permission
to others to confine your own mind
and only you can
crash the hammer
through the rusty bars -
do it!

no longer can the constraints
of a doddering, wrinkled old man
keep down this new generation -
Explode from your ostrich shell!
Paint lightning across the sky
thunderous background vocals
to the stormy song of your own life.


apologies to Pat Benatar for the section from her song "Invincible"

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        03-14-2006     David Pekrul        

This created images in my mind of the downfall of the Soviet Union. I would call this type of poem a 'Rant'. I don't know if that is the right term, but that's how the author sounds; ranting, determined to make her point.
I'm surprised no one has commented on this one.
I really like it.

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