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Maturity's Misfortune

Of a child-like faith,

That's what He said.

Of a child-like mind

Needed to be clothed and fed.

Well, I once was a child

Even now I still should be,

But I desired maturity and adulthood

So I could be more like thee.

I wanted freedom and joy,

Independency and wisdom.

Wanting to be on my own,

Begging the day I leave to come.

No slower could it happen.

My opinions and choices have caught up with me.

I consistently differ with my elders,

I desire them to leave me be!

But with elders and argument

There always comes punishment.

Now they can't wait for me to leave too.

Oh, what maturity's misfortune will do!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this when I was in high school and now going into college this hasn't been more true! I hope this made you smile or even laugh as you adults read this and I hope you young kids learn from this. This is my first so please give me advice, encouragement, criticism, suggestions, anything! I would love feed-back!

 

Only every other line rhymes with a switch up in rhyme scheme in the last four lines. No real meter in this. One instance of biblical allusion, since I grew up in a Christian home.

 

Well I hope you all enjoyed!

 

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©30 July 2013 - 3:12am — TheNightmare13
1 August 2013 - 4:21am — nightlight1220
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Hmmm. I admire your candid

Hmmm. I admire your candid expression. I also think many religious unbringings (all religions, not any one in particular) have a way of doing a number on kids for the sole purpose of controlling them. I wish you growth and peace....as it seems that is where you are headed. ;-)

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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "

 

31 July 2013 - 9:41pm — iwonderwho
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I like this poem. I don't

I like this poem. I don't know exactly what grade you wrote this in, but I'm still in high school, and I'm constantly fighting with my mother. I seriously can't wait to leave. So, based off your note, I'm expecting that this feeling will just grow by the time I graduate?