what happened to creativity?
distractions pulled away,
where are they today?
television screens do the thinking for us:
ask my father,
"turn off the screen"
and he will reply
"what else is there to do?"
i need an excuse
to lose
i want to make a cardboard box fort
i want to climb things
and thank God for my arms and legs,
i want to create things.
so what happened to creativity?
my soul is still a child.
i want innocent fun,
i want mud
in between my toes
and my clothes
i want make believes and trees
that sense of immunity
from the passive minds of this world.
let's build a tree house
no girls allowed