My Perspective

My lyric poems–are a type of abstract art;
Those abstracts that come from the heart.
My words are subject to your point of view;
What I paint as blue, to you–a darker hue.
Does it matter, that I’m your Father, Brother:
May I sway you to go one way, not the other?
Have I become, that inaudible voice that you hear,
Unlike the wind noise in your mind, that you fear?
As you turn away, anyway–I must also resign too,
For you were already gone and on your way!

By: ElRoy © 2019

Commentary: It’s very hard to change someone’s point-of-view (ideology). When I wrote this poem, I had just finished talking to my brother, about my adult son. I tried to offer him some advice, but neither were willing to accept it. I used the jet picture to make the point that once a plane is in flight, it’s almost impossible to turn it around. As adults mature, we evolve and become set in our ways. “It’s hard to teach an old dog a new trick” is an old idiom that poets battle against daily. You see we still believe that we can change the world, and make it a better place, one human at a time. In a nutshell: The purpose of poetry is to become a vehicle for change, a way to redirect the course of society by stimulating introspection and motivating self-will.

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