Life Skills Training, a Poem

Translated…

The Dog Doesn’t Need to be Trained

To Let Everything Out Until It is, Let Outside

not my diagram…

The Cat Doesn’t Need to be Trained

That as the Winters Come, it Would, Find Its Way, into Your Bed, to Keep You Warm

The Children Don’t Need to be Trained

They’d Instinctively, Grab on, to the Dog’s Tail, So It Won’t Ram Toward the Workers on the Sidewalks

The Workers Don’t Need to be Trained

They’d Followed the Orders of the Boss, Demolished Someone Else’s Homes

The Bosses Don’t Need to be Trained

To Know When to Pull the Plugs on Their Investments

The Hands Don’t Need to be Trained

not my diagram…

And They’d Known How to Cast a Vote, Wrote Out the Signs, Shoot a Gun, or, Empty the Casings

The Ears Don’t Need to be Trained

At the Moment When that Raspy Voice Sounded, Activating the Tears

The Eyes Needed the Training, the Endless, the Grueling Kind of Drills

So They Can, Learn to Ignore Everything that’s Painful, that Are Not Related to the Self

And so, what we see is what moves us, and, that just shows, how we rely on our sensory inputs, to tell us how to act or react to certain situations that are happening all around us.