Sky has no limits
No fences // No walls // No hate
The sky cries freedom.
Dreamers dare rise above
Flying toward the sun
Photo: Ruth A. Roth
fences
Gates
What does it take to be happy? A big house, a fancy car, and lots of money? I drive past this house every week and find the posted gate along the road to be quite interesting. The huge house and fine grounds is beautiful yet very uninviting. The No Tresspassing signs and cameras let me know I am not welcome. I decided to write a poem debating who is happier, me or them? See what you think.
Gates
Those with little have little to lose
Living hand to mouth is not what they choose
A house to live in with a lock on the door
A car in the drive and nothing more
A welcome mat that invites friends in
To stop a moment and share where they’ve been
No fences no gates just lots of green grass
Where friends can play when they get out of class
What a contrast to those who have more
Behind locked gates with signs on the door
With cameras and lights they watch from a distance
Guns in the closet if they face resistance
Posted it reads you are not welcome here
Don’t come through our gate we don’t want you near
When we have more we fear your approach
Worried and frightened that you might encroach
Some don’t want the likes of you around
They appear afraid you will soil their ground
So, let them stay behind their gate
Worried and anxious about their fate
We’re happy with our freedom and the little we’ve got
We work hard and enjoy friends in our back lot
