Humanity's Dreams Poem by Margaret Alice Second

Humanity's Dreams



Finally understood that nobody cares what I think
so I kept my opinions to myself - but silence cost
me a lot; felt dead inside as nothing was relevant,
now I'm reading again and indulging in the luxury
of reflecting & telling colleagues what I'm thinking

I listen to gifted young kids singing songs that the
Internet trolls call dynamite destroying the fabric
of society, nay, reality - what the heck - the whole
blooming universe - how can little tots be allowed
to trot on stage and sing a song and dance along

Without ethics and morality going down the drain
and the only people to gain is Simon Cowell and
evil cohorts of unscrupulous parents forcing their
tender offspring to suffer the pangs of fame and
fortune for a song and a dance; oh my, what fun

The same parents who fork out millions on fake
auditions where they're told to buy lessons and
a portfolio just to discover it's just another scam
in the name of Disney studios; on the very same
site reams of kids beg for an audition - although

The author repeatedly replies the site's purpose
is to warn that fake auditions cost money, while
real auditions are free and lead to profit, not the
losses suffered by the gullible and unwary - but
to prove how inappropriate they are to become

Famous, the kids keep clamouring for auditions
on a site warning the public against the danger
of getting fleeced under the guise of auditions;
is there a way to protect the kids against them-
selves - obviously not when they refuse to read

The heading and introduction to a site, much
less heed warnings against getting taken for
a ride by the more imaginative entrepreneur
with no moral scruples to hinder destruction
of humanity's dreams…

Wednesday, July 10, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: satire,social comment
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Parents don't push their offspring into the limelight
to make money off them as the Internet trolls say,
but try to make their children's dreams come true
at great cost to themselves - often getting fleeced
in the process

Wednesday 10 July 2019
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