Saxon Crow

Thank you

Thank you for telling what to do
What to see and what to believe
But I've grown up now so let me be
Thank you for telling me what to think, what to feel and what to say
But I have my voice now and my purpose is my own
Thank you for telling me what I can and cannot do, for showing me what you want me to choose
But I take responsibility for my decisions and the repercussions that follow
Thank you for protecting me from my free will and right to exist as I see fit
But I take back my sovereignty and hold the power of all that I am. 
Thank you for all your misguided advice, your kindness in holding me back. I appreciate it.
But now it's my time to be released and give myself to myself
In love no longer living in fear.
Thank you 


  • Teddy.15

    Sounds like a great message to someone who once did you wrong my dear Sax. Today is thankgiving and that's as good a message as any, not just today but on any day. Beautiful. 💖

  • dusk arising

    Well one might think this is all about your father but it can't be cos he's such a nice bloke ! ! !
    So who's the bad guy.... scout leader? teacher? the pope? taxi driver?....

    Your shout Saxon.

  • Thekkinkkattil

    A nice poem applicable to any elder .Only the misguided advise makes us wonder. Happy thanksgiving

  • Doggerel Dave

    Great stuff, Sax.
    The adjustments and compromises parents have to make as offspring mature, I’m sure is very difficult. (I have only observed this process between my parents and I; Never been a parent myself).
    Whatever the difficulty, the move to individuate must be undertaken if survival as a free autonomous human being is to be achieved.
    (Aah – too heavy – go for dusk’s lighter version).

  • Saxon Crow

    This poem is to the nanny state that always takes and disempowers.

    • Doggerel Dave

      Ah - I'm for once (and only once) glad that the norm at MPS allows for different interpretations of works.
      With respect to your original intent, I'm half inclined to probe further, but believe this is neither the time nor place.

      Doesn't alter the fact that it is a great piece of polemic.

    • Goldfinch60

      In our lives we must always take our own paths to lead us into our own lives.


    • spilleronsheet

      Great one dear poet
      People may acclaim that we are rebel in our own way
      Disrespecting their advice
      But isn’t it high time
      For once let us speak

    • hotidris

      Marvelous poem about you being polite to someone you know.

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