Dare to be You! (poem) by Shervin Hojat, Ph.D. on AuthorsDen

Dare to be You!
by Shervin Hojat, Ph.D. → (All Poetry by Shervin Hojat, Ph.D.)
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Becoming who you really are, expressing your heart’s desire and standing out in a crowd is an on-going challenge for most of us. The challenge is that we have had many years of fighting for our true self, as a child and teen-ager, and for the most part we have concluded that it is not worth the pain and suffering to continue the fight.
If you are yourself you are a rebel! Rebels are to be crushed and denied! Young rebels are to be molded! It starts early as a child. You cannot experience your true self! You cannot go outside and hear the birds! “not now” my dear. You cannot laugh and play! It is not the time for it. You cannot play in the mud! You get too dirty. You cannot wear clothing you like to wear. You embarrass us. You cannot eat your lunch when hungry. It is not time for it. You are not allowed to lay in bed. It is not bed time. You are not allowed laugh out loud. You may disturb others. You are not allowed to be curious. You may break things. You are not to tell the truth! You may offend others. You are not to study what you love. You will not make enough money. You are not allowed to pay attention to singing birds. It is time to study. You are not allowed to be you! You need to be “proper” The reserved you, The predictable you The manageable you. Copyright .2014 by Shervin Hojat

Reviewed by Barbara Henry

Reviewed on August 3, 2014

Great poem, profound message!
Thanks for sharing it with us.
Continued success-

Barbara J Henry

Reviewed by m j hollingshead

Reviewed on May 27, 2014

well said

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on May 26, 2014

A primer on how to create one of the sheeple. Repeated enough, and even the most rebellious fall into line and become part of the "system," believing lies and "fitting in."

Fortunately, my parents gave me a lot of room to make my own decisions (and mistakes). I learned early on to be responsible at about 10 years of age, wondering, as I reached my teenage years, why some kids were so ridiculously rebellious to the point of injury and other kids were so docile that they would follow any Pied Piper that came along with a tune, however bizarre.

You struck a chord with this one, my man!

Ron

Reviewed by lois christensen

Sounds just like my Mother!

Reviewed by audrine max

that would be stifling! loved the message in your poem.

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce (Sandie Angel)

Reviewed on May 25, 2014

I'm sad that some parents are like that.
Not in my family. When I was a child, we had servants in our family, and my mom and dad were always going somewhere. Servants were the ones that were close to us, (I had a special one that was hired just to look after me) they would never say these things to us.

And I, as a mother, would never say some of these things to my children either. Don't know this kind of parenting, but never underestimate the power of our children, because some children would learn on their own even with the least of supervision. It all depends on the child himself/herself what kind of a person he/she is, and how responsible a person he/she is.

But yes... I did get a little rebellious when I was a teenager. Ran away from home for almost a week until I was found; but I had good reasons for running away. I came from a family generation that favored male child, but toward the end of my parents lives, they had chosen to be with me and another brother of mine, and I couldn't be happier. That's just the way I am.

Sandie :o)

Reviewed by Clarence Prince

Sadly some could no longer fight against
parents advises and finish up
taking the wrong path!
A good poem, Shervin!