Analysis of Enabled Fables



Living to delude,
A way of life that includes...
Truth to mix with sweetened fiction.
Will and can produce,
The feeding of fed minds defending...
Tall tales told.
Based solely on enabled fables sold.
By those who know too well,
How to embellish...
Stories to tell that become tradition.
And...
As time moves on,
So do many minds who lose...
Never again to find,
A reality gone nolonger defined as true!

'Okay.
Now...
If a reality is gone,
To nolonger define as true.
Then...
Who's truth is it are we living?'

'That depends upon,
What decade you were born.
And which TV shows were popular.'

'Whew!
That's a relief.
I thought you were going to mention,
Social media, chat rooms.
And meeting folks I never knew existed.'

'Well...
They did.
But also didn't,
Until the internet was created...
To establish that as a possibility!'

'So...
The Storks,
Were flying around all that time?
Awaiting to deliver you?'

'Wow.
You're joking right?'

'Just because this happens to be,
An adult education class...
Doesn't mean all of us came prepared,
To know everything.
I know I don't.
No one does.
And neither do you!'

'Uh...hmmm...
You're right.
I apologize.
But realize this...
No one here as I know of,
Has been delivered by a Stork.
Birds or bees.
Or...
Without the kicking of boots.
Sheets to wet from heated sex,
Did the trick.'

'So you are trying to tell me,
A doing of the 'nasty' got us here?'

'Sex is not a nasty act.
This is God's way of creating,
Images of 'Himself' to bring life...
As we know it to appreciate it more.
How old are you people?
This should have been taught to you,
Long before you dropped out of school.
To come back to earn your G.E.D.'

'We are here to learn.
Not to be judged.
And please...
Don't say a thing to us,
About that 'critical race stuff'.
That's why the minds of our kids,
Are messed up today.
Trying to make them believe...
All that diversification talk,
Is what they need to become successful.
Claiming the World is changing!
The World ain't changing.
It's people like you that want...
Our ancestors seen,
As less intelligent...
Than the pioneers, inventors and thinkers,
They actually were.
Don't try to fool us we all know,
Our rights to protect truth for what it is!'

'There are times I wish I was not,
So...
Devoted to my belief,
Being honest opens all doors.'

'There are times I wish,
That draft I feel coming from your attic...
Is a hole and not a door.
In need to be closed.
But a big hole in need to be cemented.'

'You are so right.
Let's stop this B.S.
And just watch rented movies.'

'Duh!
Who said that over an hour ago?
But no.
You wanted to discuss the birds and bees.
And how nasty storks knocked boots,
With our parents.
Like we be the dumb ones!'

'God?
Please don't get angry with me.
If I begin to question Your existence.
But God?
Even YOU have to admit,
Something is going on that is beyond...
Your control.
And...
It's okay.
However...
Is there a possible way,
You can admit this?
Without the chaos and havoc.
With You just sitting back?
To watch what happens next?
It's just a suggestion that's all it is!'


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Poetic Form
Metre 10101 0111101 11111010 10101 010111010 111 11001010101 111111 11010 1011101010 0 1111 1110111 100111 010110111 1 1 101011 110111 1 11111110 10101 101101 011110100 1 1001 111010110 1010011 01011101010 1 11 11010 010101010 10101100100 1 01 01001111 01010101 1 1101 10111011 1010101 101111101 1110 1111 111 01011 1 11 1010 1101 1111111 11010101 111 1 0101011 1111101 101 11110111 0101010111 1110101 11111010 100101111 1111101011 111110 1111111 10111111 1111111 11111 1111 01 110111 01110011 11011101 11101 1011101 11000101 1111101010 1001110 01110 1101111 10101 110100 1001010010 11000 11111111 10110111111 11111111 1 0101101 10101011 11111 1111101110 1010101 01111 10110111010 1111 1111 0111010 1 1111011001 11 1101010101 0110111 11010 111011 1 1111011 11011101010 11 1011101 1011011101 101 0 11 10 1101001 11011 01010010 111101 111101 1100101111
Closest metre Iambic trimeter
Characters 3,081
Words 710
Sentences 98
Stanzas 17
Stanza Lengths 15, 6, 3, 5, 5, 4, 2, 7, 11, 2, 8, 19, 4, 5, 3, 7, 16
Lines Amount 122
Letters per line (avg) 19
Words per line (avg) 5
Letters per stanza (avg) 133
Words per stanza (avg) 33
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Submitted by lpahtillah on December 26, 2021

Modified on March 05, 2023

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