Now You, My Son

Now You, My Son

A Poem by mattavelli
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We're in an age of boring life
where poets play with rhyme,
and women paint their faces bright
and dreamers drift through time;
where all the gods have been dethroned
and pack the butcher's chest,
awaiting feasts, where those atoned
are crowned our noble best.

We're in an age of planting blame,
and dancing 'round, in awe,
an ancient flame, the very same
those slaves of pharaoh saw;
that shines its promise to the night
with visions raised to tame
and coax the beast in man to fight
and blind him to his shame.

We're in an age of ignorance,
where glaring truths can fade
and constitute no hinderance
as specious points are made,
and pliant minds are swayed,
and real is bent and twisted back
to mask, in innocence,
the laughter of those with the knack
to charm through arrogance.

We're in an age of righteous hate,
where men choose groups to cling,
and brotherhood is there for all 
who know which songs to sing;
who pack in rallies, now banal,
and rage on with their king
through spit and sweat, all sycophants,
assured what prayers will bring.

We're in an age where strangled dreams
are left in heaps to rot;
and plastic hope, recycled, seems
to double what we've got;
where proof pervades the plot,
a song of angels stuck in time,
each echo more perverse
and still the melody sublime.

We're in an age, the only age 
that man has ever known.
We've felt it swing from rest to rage
and back, and heard the moan,
as wailing ancients shake their cage
and beg us take the throne.
We offer nothing for their pain
and all their blood has sewn.

Now you, my son, were born with eyes
and ears a lot like mine.
You'll see this world of nurtured lies
and hear the squealing swine
and know that all the knots man ties
are rooted in desire,
and take your fill of everything
and let them see you smile.

© 2021 mattavelli


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My son is fourteen now, and what I think, is that this is an intelligent and important poem, which is superbly penned from first line to last.

A year or so ago, I read an interesting article by Rob Wijnberg, who was the founding editor of
The Correspondent. It was titled ' The great paradox of our time,' well worth a read, particularly if like me, you believe the age of ignorance and hate started from the moment our species first stood, upright :))

Beccy.

Posted 6 Days Ago


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mattavelli

5 Days Ago

Thanks for reading, Beccy! :)



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My son is fourteen now, and what I think, is that this is an intelligent and important poem, which is superbly penned from first line to last.

A year or so ago, I read an interesting article by Rob Wijnberg, who was the founding editor of
The Correspondent. It was titled ' The great paradox of our time,' well worth a read, particularly if like me, you believe the age of ignorance and hate started from the moment our species first stood, upright :))

Beccy.

Posted 6 Days Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

mattavelli

5 Days Ago

Thanks for reading, Beccy! :)
Well spake, Dear Matt 🤔

With such a deluge of reviews on this one, I suspect mine might be taken as just another to say, "Thanks for the read," on.
Still, you know me once I get started … LOL!
And, I must say, My Poetically Astute Friend, you about covered most every commonly defiled aspect of our (humankind's) present condition, and though your rhyme scheme rambles (some no rhymes), the steady 8/6 count (almost a Hymnal Octave: a-b-a-b-c-d-c-d, etc; iambic tetrameter & trimeter), well thought out word selections, and smooth syntactic flow, saves it for you overall. Noted: V3 is a line longer than the rest, with L1 & L9 using "ignorance" … just sayin'.
Your final verse is overloaded with "and" words and lacks a needed rhyme … for example (or, some-such):

"Now you, my son, were born with eyes
and ears a lot like mine.
You'll see this world of nurtured lies;
yes, hear the squealing swine
to know that all the knots man ties;
alas, only defile.
So, take your fill of everything,
and let them see you smile."

Your title sings and drew me in (reminiscent of Kipling's "IF"), and your boy's picture is preciously pure … too bad for him he favors you so … ha-hahhh! But, oh what a brilliant way to teach your son; I hope he takes it to heart when he's of age and mind to.
Wandering back in my mind to the first of your poems I read, and reading now, there's a marked improvement toward master that's so wonderfully inspiring for me to truly and sincerely enjoy … you've come a long way, My Fine Friend, Matt … thank you ever-so gratefully for sharing this fine work.

A bushel basket of kudos 'n jealous green accolades! ⁓ Richard 🍃

(I grade this "excellent" … a solid 90/100)

Posted 4 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

mattavelli

4 Weeks Ago

Thanks for reading, Richard! :p
Yes, my son is damned handsome, like his father. Haha
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Richard 🍃

4 Weeks Ago

Yeah,
I noted you'd been MIA, but am quite chuffed you've returned … I was feeling lonely b.. read more
This is excellent. I love the misdirection of sorts making the reader think you are talking about modern times when in reality, you are just talking about human nature. It's unfortunate Earthly things and people are the way they are. Where are all the righteous? There are next to none as far as I can see

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mattavelli

1 Month Ago

Thanks for reading, julius! :)
I see it is an older write re-posted and even now more relevant
I appreciate you have a son and are quite rightly concerned about what awaits him.
Who knows, technology changes things so dramatically, now onto the moon etc. where or how or if, it will all end
Scary
Very well written

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

mattavelli

1 Month Ago

Thanks for reading, Dave! :)
Excellent poem, my friend. A lot of things you said really speak to me and are often thoughts I have of this world. You managed to say them so eloquently and forthright. And in the end carry such a hopeful message. It's what I strive to do in many of my writing. Because of my mother's eternal search for redemption growing up I was Christian, Catholic, Jehovah Witness, and did a few months in the LDS. Religion is ingrained within the Hispanic culture, and faith defines an enormous part of it. I'm Agnostic now, though flawed, as we all are, I try to live my best virtues. The giving of hope, truly does speak to the ideology of our better Angels. Thanks for sharing.

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mattavelli

1 Month Ago

Thanks for reading, Carlos! :)
What the religious call "faith", I call "delusion", a disease .. read more
This is truly a beautiful write.
To think of the world for our offspring gives one pause.
You said it nicely.

Posted 1 Month Ago


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mattavelli

1 Month Ago

Thank you, Melinda! :)


................ bloomin good and thoroughly enjoyed ...........

Posted 1 Month Ago


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mattavelli

1 Month Ago

Thank you, Neville! :)
Great poem Matt! Masterfully crafted, insightful. Thanks for sharing!

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mattavelli

1 Month Ago

Thanks for reading, John! :)
wow. i don't even know where to begin. there is so much stark truth herein. i think each man pursues his own path however twisted but to do so with love and reverence is paramount. we must keep aware of the legacy we are leaving behind. i could go on forever about this poem. there is truth, religion and philosophy in these words. what a far-reaching gem ... :)

Posted 1 Month Ago


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mattavelli

1 Month Ago

Thanks, Pete! :)
"We're in an age of ignorance,
where glaring truths can fade
and constitute no hinderance
as specious points are made,
and pliant minds are swayed,"
OMG Matt, what a beautiful son you have-Congrats!!! Yes, he looks so much like you and he has a wonderful father writing him this insightful, amazing poem/cautionary tale of the strange and difficult times we live in. Great language, rhyme, flow, metaphor, alliteration, imagery and most important message. With a good father's deep love and concern, you are teaching your beloved son how to safely navigate the deep waters of the age he will now grow into. With you as a Dad, he can't fail dear Matt!
"and take your fill of everything
and let them see you smile." Perfect.

Posted 1 Month Ago


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mattavelli

1 Month Ago

Hi, Annette, thanks for reading and the sweet comment. :)

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