Trapped & Doomed
Dealing with Hypocrisy & Superficiality
October 8, 2004
Trudging along the darkened paths,
Through mist and fog...
And choppy waters, buried in oblivion.
Perceiving not reality... Alas!
Stumbling on man-made snags,
Bushes and boughs — entering delirium.
Forgetting of this universe's past,
Neglecting the authentic truth
And acting like an odious chameleon.
This dreadful feeling will not pass —
Compassion is concealed at the aphelion.
Having come from a small isolated town, which anyone from Canada would call a trip back in time, I had still had very strong moral values, and the constant lewdness and ribaldry was too much for me to deal with. This poem reflects those thoughts and gives a glimpse of what I was going through. Like an "odious chameleon", I felt I had to give in to the values of the majority and accept this world, of which I wanted no part, and there was no one to support me in my struggle. My sophomore year was my third year in Canada, but it was then that I finally had my first culture shock... and it was devastating.