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be nice my child be nice
by jude forese
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Be nice my child be nice
And do not speak what you feel inside

Do not repeat the psalms of a special place
Where dreamers learn to fly

Do not upset the principles
Screaming out from the grown-up world

Or disturb the waves
That will come back on you
Like a tsunami
Engulfing all the truth you have discovered
And the innocence you silently keep covered

This is what they tell you
Be nice my child be nice

For they fear the knowledge in your eyes
They slander the hope you grow inside
And try to stifle the heart within your sighs

And I rejoice when you say to them
You can only be nice for so long

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Reviewed by Debby Rosenberg
hee hee
Reviewed by Cathrine Hottran
interesting write!
Reviewed by Ronald Hull
This has greatness written on it.

Reviewed by M. B.
Oh man o man!

You wrote that about me, Jude. BE NICE reached in, grabbed my beating heart and ripped it out, shaking it in my face saying, "REMEMBER?"

I could only be nice for so long...

Your skill with the pen inspires and awes me.

~ Mari
Reviewed by Denise Edwards
Awesome insight!....
Reviewed by Carole Mathys
A moving and profound write....much to reflect on...
Reviewed by Katy Walsvik
To the children and the "inner child" in us all... this should be mandatory reading!

When the words you write gather themselves and begin to surface, to fill up your head and then your pen, I wonder if the earth might move, just a teensy little bit... and retain that impact for the reader. Few have the ability to deliver thoughts in layers... you do it well. katy xox
Reviewed by Kate Clifford
This write touches me very deelp as it defines the path I am on right now. Time to rejoice is just around the corner :-) Just a slight pause for reflection, then action :-)
Reviewed by Joseph* OneLight*

It was only when I entered the "adult world"
that I discovered the terrible truth that
most people discard the treasures of youth
while keeping the most disdainful traits of children.

Love & Light,
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
At times one gotta rock that boat. Not have a disease to please..
It is ok not to be nice. Or one would implode, at injustice..

Last line says it all...
Reviewed by Emeka Nwogu

Being nice is a virtue. It is learned and imitated from parents.
Great poem you've penned.

I love it"I rejoice when you say to them... can only be nice for so long". How beautifully captured.

Emeka Chike Nwogu
Reviewed by Henry Lefevre
Interesting thoughts. I haven't been completely "nice" for many decades.

No longer a brash little scamp, I'm now a much older one.

Reviewed by Dale Clark
A profound message and so wise!
Reviewed by Mr. Ed
For they fear the knowledge in your eyes
They slander the hope you grow inside
And try to stifle the heart within your sighs

Quite profound, Robert.
Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
Excellent message Robert!!

Love Tinka
Reviewed by George Carroll
Suffer the little children to come unto me for such is the kingdom of heaven.
Unless you become like little children you cannot enter my domain.
Reviewed by Alexandra* OneLight* Authors & Creations
As a child, I have had the fortune of always being encouraged to express my thoughts and feelings. It was when I grew up that I learned that principles that need to be screamed are, in general, incompatible with heartfelt beliefs and reflections, expressed in an even tone. Sometimes, silence seems, therefore, the best option... but then, there comes the moment when the bottle has been shaken much too hard and much too often and... :0)
As always, exceptional poetry.
Reviewed by m j hollingshead
well said
Reviewed by Mary Quire
Very nicely written. One can only be nice (or politically correct, I should say) for so long.

Reviewed by Kate Burnside
Love Sherry's comment about the non-verbalised trafficing of thought... guess that's about my level of communication, especially with children, who do it so naturally. Seems to me we have got it all wrong: let the kids speak and the adults wrap up. Something worth listening to might then be articulated... but then, this'll do for starters, I guess (!!) When "being nice" has used up it's credit, then it's pay-back time in full; guess that means some interesting changes ahead for those of us who STILL believe we should be seen and not really heard. "Be nice"... but if you can't be nice, be careful!! Emancipatory write here, Jude! TY Kate xx
Reviewed by Felix Perry
Jude once again you mix the power of a childs imagery with the values lessona of asseop's fables and come out with a winner. This is a truly remarkable poem and my hat goes off to you. Well done.

Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie
Excellent Jude, powerfully expressed and so excellent!

Reviewed by L. Figgins
Gentle truth, Jude. I was the middle kid. Diplomat. Old habits die hard, as they say. Doormat? No. When I was younger, yes. But I learned that words HURT. And they can, but no, the world will not collapse if we shout what we feel. Better than sinking into yourself...
Reviewed by Dawn Richerson
what a gift this is to the child in each of us. I know what it is - I'd wager most of us do - to have the truth of who you are stifled and stymied and squashed under the guise of what is appropriate or right or nice. I hope all of us can read it and claim its message for ourselves. a wonderful offering tonight from you. Dawn
Reviewed by E T Waldron
Excellent poem! The be nice mantra has been a huge failure, and should have been discarded long ago!You make a good case for doing just that. Jesus said, let the children speak!

Reviewed by Nordette Adams
As Dave said, I remember the old "children should be seen and not heard." Fortunately my mother did not adhere to that. Still on every side we are poked and prodded with the "be nice" mantra, often women more than men. Some of us let this fear of disapproval stalk us as adults until we become doormats. There's nothing as freeing as being around those who accept us as we are and allow us to say what we feel. They show a trust that we have the wisdom to be careful about what we say, and they possess the psychic stamina and love of those not easily offended. I believe children must be allowed to say what they feel; our only goal should be to teach them wisdom in doing so and give them a clear understanding of the difference between sharing your feelings and being mean.

Wonderful poem, Jude! Oh, yeah, so I don't forget, keep being the shaman that you are. Sexy too, btw. ;-) You know I can't leave without pressing the big red button. LOL ~~Nordette
Reviewed by Ann Marquette
I must still be a child, even though i am old enough to be a grandmother...I still live in a society that says/suggests/insinuates we must be "society, or corporate robots" we must keep our true thoughts and feelings to ourselves, and always act nice....

You have spoken the unspoken pain of many of us...
thank you,
Reviewed by Dave Harm
Great message... our generation, grew up believing children should be seen and not heard... today, they talk and teach, but as adults, we learned from our parents not to listen
Reviewed by Sherry Heim
Children possess insights that we adults have forgotten. When I see a small infant, I look at them and communicate with them without words, just with my thoughts. They always smile and can't take their eyes off of me. From this, I have learned that we are all born able to hear what others are thinking but once we are able to verbalize, most of us let that ability slip away. Children should not be stiffled and really should be encouraged to speak the truth that only they recall. A most thought provoking offering, Robert. This is excellent!
Take care,
Reviewed by Michelle Mills
A profound message. Great write. Michelle
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