I’m a child

wildchild


They caught the wild children and put them in zoos,

They made them do sums and wear sensible shoes.

They put them to bed at the wrong time of day,

And made them sit still when they wanted to play.

They scrubbed them with soap and they made them eat peas.

They made them behave and say pardon and please.

They took all their wisdom and wildness away.

That’s why there are none in the forests today.

The human condition has left the field. It’s found at desks, and chairs.  Waiting in lines, in boxes, and restaurant tables. And if not there, in front of screens, were life is packaged for easy consumption.


Excerpt from book by Jeanne Willis. Art by Lorna Freytag

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