Semaphore (164 of 365)

164 of the 365 day poem challenge.

Word of the day semaphore meaning: "an apparatus for visual signalling."

Semaphore 

The great-grandfather sits down and tells his son how to be: 

"see this world it's mad, 

You should be glad if you

Had what I had 

Your freedom is gone 

Don't resent it submit to control

Submit to safety and reassurance."

The grandfather sat down and tells his son how to be: 

"See this worlds gone mad

We have roles we do

And it's justice and nature that we do them

Your mother got what she deserved

Don't let anyone tell you different 

You do as you please 

My father submitted to control 

Where did it get him

There is no safety or reassurance."

The father sat down and tells his son how to be:

"See this worlds gone mad

I always listened to my old man, dad

It's sad the problems you have

They are not your fault 

How could they be you've done nothing wrong my son

Don't listen to them 

Don't listen to her 

She had her job and you have yours

Go to work bring home the bacon

That's all you need do

Then you'll deserve some rest and recuperation

That's the only safety and reassurance I had and you'll have it too."

The son sits idle and says to his father:

"This is my world not yours

I don't know what to do

I don't understand why what you say is not what they say

I don't know why things are different

I'm lost. 

I wish you could help me. 

You're the only one that can.

I know you can't, but I have no choice don't I?"