At your graduation,
when your name
how proud I was to
receive that rolled-up
diploma written in Gothic font.
a family of sheepskins,
thought it would bring happiness,
but all it got me were
tacky designer clothes
and a bigger and bigger house
to store all my vanity in.
It was all a vicious delusion,
society’s definition of success,
a hamster’s spinning wheel.
I was tired of the endless grind,
the need to impress, to sell myself,
so I stopped appeasing it.
I began a journey of humility
and simplified my life.
I re-evaluated adulthood
and where I wanted to go.
I found it without searching,
without the need to acquire more.
Such an eternal learning!
loved the last stanza…
thank you, geetssaini.
Mark, I am so taken with the whole poem. Beautifully written and so honest to what so often
happen to us. I so share your feeling and your third stanza says it so strongly.
The journey when you leave this ” hamster’s spinning wheel” is so much more exciting and also
gives true satisfaction.
Thank you, Miriam. Yes, and hamsters have a short life expectancy which added to my desire to get off the wheel.
You are right.😊 .
So true,we all fall for that illusion but we manage to break free then the real life and learning starts.
Yes, we eventually graduate. Hopefully. 🙂👩🏽🎓
No rush dear now rush,let’s enjoy the journey 😉
I never hopped on that wheel, but my adult son is currently on it. I pray for him to find the desire to simply stop; only then can the room settle into focus, the dizziness within come to a calm.
your sentence described it well. And we have to drink energy drinks to keep up with it all