(A poem by M.H. Schrader)
You emphasize the bad and overlook the good.
You savor the minor and discard the major.
You cry for the one broken branch in the forest full of healthy trees.
Your cup is always half-empty, never half full.
When your cup is bountiful, you want a larger cup.
You rip me down instead of building me up!
You’re perfect, the world is flawed.
You criticize others, but never yourself.
Do as you say, not as you do.
Your standards don’t apply to yourself.
You destroy those that you love.
Your love is toxic, a poison coursing through my veins.
You’re a grenade thrower.
Look at the destruction you’ve wrought!
Ah, but you don’t care.
You’re not in that foxhole.
You can throw and run away.
And leave me behind to pick up the parts.
You think you are clever.
Doing your damage from a distance.
Knowing others will fix it.
But it stops here and now.
It is over.
You can stop now.
I have moved out of the foxhole.
Your grenades can no longer hurt me.
But be careful when you pull that pin!
You might just destroy yourself!
Is throwing that grenade worth risking your own demise?
I Am The Proud Papa Of A High School Graduate
Sunday, May 24th, 2009#1 graduated from high school Friday night. I now have an “adult” child and one who is yet to crawl. #1 has noticed that when she carries #7, people assume it is her child, and not her sibling, which she finds offensive. Sadly, though, many of her fellow graduates were either pregnant or already a mommy, so it is understandable why some people would assume that her brother is her son — it has become way way to common, and way to acceptable.
She was telling me that some of the boys in her class thought that those who were already parents (or parents in the making) should not be allowed to participate in the roll call to show that we as a community do not condone teen pregnancy. I think there is a lot of merit to that idea. Perhaps if these kids were a little embarrassed, then they wouldn’t be so inclined to engage in such activities.
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