Poetry With an Explanation: "Indoctrinated Youth"

I know what your thinking

but its not exactly what you predicted

Rush hour in Brooklyn

A cacophony of smells and noise

Now your pocket concerns you,

not your face.

We all move with great speed

A mixed heard of sheep, cattle, and some predators too

Our destinations vary our purpose is the same

Lo the R train is it coming will I have to wait?

Again!

Then.

The fluid solids waves of man, women, and

and whats this...

A Child?

He may have been 12 but he was lurching, sidestepping, and nudging all with the deftness of a seasoned commuter. I moving watched as he almost ran over a pleasantly plump woman and then dove elbows first into the train. Society's impact on a 12 year old, he, like many of our youth, has been indoctrinated.

He knows he must run but does he know why?

Is he the same when he visits small town Connecticut?

Does he realize that one acts like a Roman only when in Rome?

Is THIS what we have succeeded in imparting?

Indoctrinated youth, tell me what else have you learned?