I Don’t Value What They Value
A Poem About Parental/Adult Pressures
This poem is about the almost crippling pressure adults put on us. They have their own set of beliefs and sometimes we don’t agree with them. This poem goes out to the kids who want to make their path in life!
I Don’t Value What They Value
Obedience, compliance, and conformity is what they value
Individuality, perseverance, and creativity is what I value
We are polar opposites
We are two different composites
They find comfort in routine, in tradition
I just hope that something will spark a change within them, a new edition
Simply put, I don’t value what they value
For something new and different, I grovel
They give a confused look at anything novel
New ideas and wisdom? They think it’s strange
Adults want to keep themselves at a very narrow range
They think it’s a good idea to put kids in cages
They talk about their experience and age, they think they’re sages
I don’t value what they value
Those conventional adults want us to be great
Why do they subject us through a terrible fate?
They want us to be successful, but they expect us to walk the walked path
They say if we don’t, we will feel life’s prolonged wrath
We are not different, or the difference is not noticeable, no discrimination
We are crushed and buried under their dictation
How can I possibly value what they value?
They never tell us to seek something that hasn’t been sought
Never telling us to catch something that hasn’t been caught
They always compare us to others
“They” meaning our fathers and mothers
Do they want us to be unique and original? Never
They want us to be bland and subservient forever
I don’t value what they value
If we don’t question conventions, we turn into them
Passion, drive, and uniqueness will be burned at the stem
Unquestioning adults put all these hazardous ideas into our heads
When they get us, it doesn’t take much to hold us, all it takes is some threads
Let us embrace the new way
Otherwise, the old way is here to stay
I don’t value what they value
