The illustration to the poem «Don't Want To» went on
leading its independent life as a GIF named «What is your choice?»
Little people have
the right to choose their role in this life: spectators, upstarts, members of
the jury, wise men or divers who have no fear of this world packed in the scopes
of a smartphone.
Don't Want
To
Don’t want
to go where I am hit too hard,
But Mommy
used to say, “You must go there.”
World order
will I never disregard,
Before the
bats I’m standing calm, though scared.
Don’t want
to go where people tell white lies
To justify
the souls sold to the devil
Amusingly,
they do want all their lives
To be the
same, but of a higher level.
Don’t want
to go where children learn so fast
To fight
without rules, backstab their friends, whatever.
Who’s bound
to improve them after, let me ask,
Or raising
villains from the cradle’s better?
Don’t want
to dive in whirlpool of fake fame,
And endless
contests with mean jury,
Though
ruining of my privacy is tabloids’ aim,
I won’t
give them a chance, for sure.
Don’t want
to lead the life that’s full of dirt,
Among
despicable, disgusting crowd,
Don’t want
to brag and being more than proud,
Gulp tons
of pies with taste of classy turd.
Mahosha 2016
