Good little Boy

Good little Boy

A Poem by RoyRogers
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What does it mean to be a good little boy.

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Good little doggy, Good little boy, you deserve praise and a shiny new toy 
Good little doggy, You did all your chores, you behaved yourself so heres a reward 
Good little doggy, you are always so sweet, You always are so helpful to everybody
Good little doggy, here is a reward, You are a good little boy, ill pet you some more 
Stupid little dog, Ill smack you in the head, I hate stupid dogs they all should be dead 
Stupid little dog, Why do you exist, I want to watch you on the floor, stupid little b***h 
Stupid little doggy, What have you done, You ruin everything by being a dog 
Stupid little doggy, Why do you want to play, No one really cares about you anyways 
What does it mean when you are a good little boy 
When you listen to the adults and you do what they say 
When you stay out of trouble, and you listen to your teachers what does it mean? 
We raised children the way we do dogs, but what does it mean to truly be a dog? 
Does it mean they are garbage we should toy around with, does it mean its something we should 
beat and kick 
What is a dog though? Do they deserve love? Do they deserve compassion, do they deserve 
love? 
Even as a servant do they not deserve kindness? Are they something to spit at and laugh at 
though? 
What is a dog, what is a child? We treat them the same dont we? We do the same things. 
Good little boy, here is a cookie, you did your homework, you did all your choirs, Good little boy 
here is a reward, now go to bed on time and you get a reward. 
We raise people always to follow and comply and then in the end we will all die 
We all strive to be the good little girls and boys and maybe if we are we get a reward 
If not we shall be punished for not obeying the rules 
We are forced to follow endlessly with parents and authority but nothing says that authority must care
You might want to be a good citizen but what does it mean to be one? 
We are forced to do this from a young age and become citizens who follow and obey
We are just dogs who once were pups 
We have no free will as adults 
We prepare children to follow this fate 
Working long hours at certain set rates 
What does it mean to truly be a dog, is existing as one truly ever wrong? 

© 2015 RoyRogers


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One by one we all march into the sea,
Mindless little zombies, are we.
Interesting concept, and a horrid pain in the rear.
Reality is nothing but, a cold hearted sneer.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

RoyRogers

9 Years Ago

That was wonderful ^^ you are very creative.
Bluefire

8 Years Ago

Your poem was so good, it left me speechless so I just started rhyming off the top of my head. x3

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Added on April 17, 2015
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Tags: Dog, people, Metaphor, Existence, Personification, Family, obedience, Domination

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RoyRogers
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So hi I picked the name RoyRogers since its a street and its a beverage and they both start with R. I will write more later about stuff. VIOLA A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let.. more..

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