posted on Apr, 22 2013 @ 03:55 PM
I recently had someone fault my writing by stating I needed to learn how to properly edit my writing and suggested I take a creative writing class as
well. The rebel in me was instantly activated and I wrote the following:
“Form, pattern, and template,”
shout the craftsmen!
“Measure and weigh once more!
Be sure it’s the same as the one before!”
The stern school master
demands proper grammar
and drives home punctuation
with a rusty hammer.
Iambic pentameter,
why do you fear and hate,
everything you can’t
dominate or domesticate?
Is it anger or fear,
of what is raw and untamed,
that cause you to blaspheme
and demand to be in control?
Metaphor what makes you think
somehow you’re better than a simile?
You are a bully who sits at the back of the class
and acts just like an ass.
Mentor, teacher, artist and poet
Please don’t tell me how it has to be.
Don’t be frightened or angry
if I do it differently.
Teach me how to be bold,
to break the mold,
to not obey what I’ve been told
and escape this prison
before I grow too old.