Handing Over Life is a poem that I wrote inspired by Ray Bradbury’s The Veldt. My thoughts and ideas behind this poem were simply about how some parents choose to raise their children in today’s world. More specifically, in The Veldt, the children were raised by the nursery and not by their parents. The nursery became a better outlet for sharing their emotions and thoughts, leaving no need or space for a human parent.
Handing Over Life
By: Kelsey Stewart
As a child once so bright,
Now a parent handing over life.
Giving up on laughter, life, love
Simply programming it in to a system to give a child a hug.
Emotions never shown,
Parents in the unknown.
SnapChat now SnapCrack,
Teens hearts breaking trying to play the message back.
Handing over life to the machine we wish we could be,
Believing it can do a better job than me.
The influence of others may impact our lives,
The absence or the presence of someone deciding whether a child will rise.
What does the sun do when the moon is done,
Rising up all smiley and fun?
But what if the sun never shone?
What if it decided that lamps did a better job?
It would be handing over life, leaving it’s children feeling robbed.
The song that I used as background music is titled “Sweet Dreams (Sentimental Piano)” by Evening Relax-Thoughtful Jazz.