This is another assignment we were given in class; choose a picture and write a poem about it. The catch, write it in ten minutes. The picture I choose was of a blindfolded girl, reaching out in front of her. The original poem I wrote was about being blinded by peer pressure, but still choosing to do the right thing.
Do the Right Thing
Her vision is clouded,
She cannot see,
Her friends tell her,
“I’m doing it, come do it with me.”
The loud noises,
Laughing, yelling, crying
It’s all so confusing.
Still she must reach through it all,
But is she really trying?
Do the right thing,
Isn’t as easy as it seems,
But you can’t wait for an angel
Or the tunnel light that gleams.
Don’t ask for help
Take of the blindfold,
And do the right thing.
Do the Right Thing
Her vision is clouded,
She cannot see,
Her friends tell her,
“I’m doing it, come do it with me.”
The loud noises,
Laughing, yelling, crying
It’s all so confusing.
Still she must reach through it all,
But is she really trying?
Do the right thing,
Isn’t as easy as it seems,
But you can’t wait for an angel
Or the tunnel light that gleams.
Don’t ask for help
Take of the blindfold,
And do the right thing.
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