Geopoliticus Child Dali Painting
Seminar reflection Creative response
AliciaArmstrong
Crack crack the sound grows intense.
As i hide my mother, a child of innocence.
An arms, a back,of tremendousmuscle.
I peep and watch,this dramatic tussle.
A new world a new begins.
Another life,another start to the end.
What will it bring? what will it show?
Hope? Terror? the intenseness grows.
What will become of me?
What will become of her?
Why does she make me see?
Standing of protective stength my adoring mother.
Is this right?
part of me believes he nedds to know,
the other i want to sheild his eyes.
I give him the right path will he go?
or will he choose the path of lies?
as a mother i want to protect.
as a leader i want to be his guide.
to show him the world of hate and neglect.
to show him those who gave up,and those who tried.
i want to teach him right from wrong.
make him proud, make him strong.
and yet i still feel doubt.
As i wait for the monster to come out.
This was once a peaceful world til the shadow came.
we haated, we fought, and we tried.
buthate blinded us all and soon we died.
the was gone, and soon the love was too.
so we changed and formed into something new.
hearts were broken, children cried.
and slowly we moved on.
hate took over the right had died.
and soon all peace was gone.