It’s Poetry Monday, so here is another offering from one of my personal favorites, Peter Ferenczi. Since the years he wrote his poetry, Peter has found happiness, which is great for him and his family, but drove away, at least according to him, his Muse for writing poems. In case you are interested to see what he is doing now, you can visit his website, http://partialsight.com
a better question
that dead-tired question inflicted on a child
a thousand times or more:
“what do you want to be when you grow up?”
an adult’s conversational gambit
elicits a Pavlovian response:
fireman, doctor, nurse, policeman
from the child who (hopefully)
has never smelled a building burn,
never delivered news of death,
believes in Good and Bad.
A chuckle, a pat on the head, a moment wasted.
“what are you now?”
a start on the question
that most never ask or answer
even when they grow up.