Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Can Anybody See Us?

Susie didn't want to be a debutante
Not now, she said
Not now, not ever

Not even when she shaved her head
Did anyone believe her
Not even when she lost all that blood
Half gone, half dead
Did anyone believe her

They said, give it time, you'll see
That we were right
And how happy you'll be
That you listened, listened to us, sweet pea

Jake didn't want to work in dad's factory
Not now, he said
Not now, not ever

Not even when he walked out of there
Did anyone believe him
Not even when he dressed up like Cher
And kicked away the chair
Did anyone believe him

They said, give it time, it's a phase
These things are here today,
Gone tomorrow, and they were...
Gone down the road with their thumbs out
To any damn place but here.

________

for One Shot Wednesday 23

34 comments:

Eric Alder said...

Funny, yet sad, that people can be forever in such denial.

(Loved your 'dressed up like Cher' rhyme!)

Dandy piece, Shay!

hedgewitch said...

Killer last lines, my friend. Another of your penetrating looks at the uncomfortable assumptions that form our cultural outlooks and result in all those unabsorbed and grim statistics we're constantly deluged with without even the smallest attempt at insight by our fine media. And an excellent poem.

drybottomgirl said...

How true, do what society says and nobody will get hurt. However to stand on your own and live in truth, is rarely recognized....

Sherry Blue Sky said...

This one hits straight to the heart - kids with no room to be who they are. So well done!

Daryl said...

WOW .. its amazing how many do not see... or feel ..

Claudia said...

can anybody see us? a perfect title for this poem - love that you point out what so many don't want to see or just don't care to see

Neva Flores said...

Tis one that definitely hits home. Well done!

TALON said...

Sad, really, that being true to yourself sometimes means you have to go it completely alone...

Rene/ Not The Rockefellers said...

very powerful stuff, Shay...

Beachanny said...

Powerful write. I love your work so much. Everything you write blows me away! This was so tactile and immediate and yes, heartbreaking.

Lynn said...

The aloneness definitely comes through - anyplace but here...

Phoenix-Karenee said...

Thanks. This needs to be said, and it's not always teens and young adults who realize they're being compressed into a space that eliminates everything they are.

Here is to living awake instead of asleep!

--And thanks so much for laughing at my plastic candy&diet joke! I so rarely manage to be funny on purpose. :P

Mama Zen said...

Perfect.

Tony Single said...

I agree with Talon's assessment. Being yourself can be a terribly lonesome road to take. I guess that's why we try to hitch a ride?

Hannah Stephenson said...

These feel like song lyrics to me...

One Stop - The Place For Poets, Writers and Artists said...

It's sobering the boxes that kids are put into. Suicide comes up as an option out of that box.


thanks Shay

Always going up the down escalator

Moonsmiles

Cloudia said...

Aloha from Waikiki!
Sorry I haven't been around for a while, but if you read my post on Tuesday I'm sure you understand. Wishing you all the best!

Comfort Spiral

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LulĂș said...

Wow, this one's amazing! Who knows us better than ourselves, Chica?? No one, that's who.

mac said...

Down the road with their thmbs out...

Thinking free
to be ME !

signed...bkm said...

You have to be who you are...self is all we have...thanks Shay...bkm

Joanna Jenkins said...

Nice job Shay-- The photos match perfectly with your thought-provoking writing.
xo jj

Brian Miller said...

sad you know..again i feel the caged lioness in this one...

Tess Kincaid said...

These would make excellent lyrics. This one's crying out for music!

senderupwords said...

I'm with Tess. I couldn't agree more. Love and Light, Sender

Pete Marshall said...

very well expressed....keeping true to yourself.. stubbornness..where does the line get drawn...a great write...pete

liv2write2day said...

Such a sad reality, young people crumbling under the expectations of their adults. I wish parents could read this.

My one shot:
http://liv2write2day.wordpress.com/2010/12/07/rediscovery-a-random-word-poem-for-jingles-poetry-potluck/

Reflections said...

Great message, stunning photos... well done.

spottedwolf said...

sounds like a rock 'n' roll song Doll !!

always so lyrical !!

booguloo said...

What a punch in the gut! I believe.

La Belette Rouge said...

Incredibly sad. It is amazing how parents refuse to see the truth of their children. Powerful piece, Tiger-friend!
xoxo
WF

Caty said...

this was a great one shot, Shay. More people need to open up their minds and their eyes...

Steve Isaak said...

Stark, striking work. One of my three favorite 1SW poems posted in this week's offerings (out of the 130 that preceded this) - the other two, btw, were #55 (Kenis Cris) and #60 (mel).

Jannie Funster said...

Let the children be who they are, a good reminder, Shay.

They will grow up and away, might as well have them do so with approbation for who they ARE.

Us "grown-ups" too, a lonely road as Talon and Tony say. But not so lonely when we remember we are made of love.

And isn't that Rob in the first photo? The guy who sang with Santana about being a "hot one, like 7 inches from the midday sun?" Just a hunch.

xoxo

T said...

Wow, this is so true. So many just don't see, or refuse to see.