Are We in Control?

[Sometimes, we write in response to a prompting word or phrase. This poem came from the prompt "control."]


As babies, we are told when to sleep and eat,

when to be quiet. Behave or get a swat on the seat.

When in school, more regulations and rules

and lots of untrue facts to make us fools.

The history we were told was a crock to be sold.

Thanks to Howard Zinn, the truth will be told.

It’s scary living now in a military police state,

where flag-carrying patriots don’t care about their fate.

We are losing all our freedoms, hard and fast,

and the life we know will be a thing of the past.

George Orwell would turn over in his grave

if he could see the home of the free and the brave.

If we live long enough for assisted care,

we’ll be in a nursing home where treatment isn’t fair.

As everything goes full circle around,

being fed, in a diaper and to a chair be bound.

Might as well pull off a heist, steal a few cars,

rob a bank or Wells Fargo van and end up behind bars.

            --Gypsy