Attached To Traps

Attached to traps,
And a life of insignificance.

It would seem those with dreams,
Would have visions unlimited.
It would seem those with dreams,
Would not submit...
To restrictions committed!

Attached to traps,
And a life of insignificance.

Where does the flowing of imagination go,
When a child grows to learn to stop...
Wishing to be a fireman or a cop?
Or a desire to want to doctor or teach?
Or a wish to speak from pulpits,
With a sermon to preach!

It would seem those with dreams,
Would have visions unlimited.
It would seem those with dreams,
Would not submit...
To restrictions committed!

Attached to traps,
And a life of insignificance.

Attached to traps,
In a world where most...
Show their indifference.

Where does the flowing of imagination go,
When a child grows to learn to stop...
Wishing to be a fireman or a cop?
Or a desire to want to doctor or teach?
Or a wish to speak from pulpits,
With a sermon to preach!

It would seem those with dreams,
Would have visions unlimited.
It would seem those with dreams,
Would not submit...
To restrictions committed!

Attached to traps,
And submissions to addictions!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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