POEM STARTER
Write a poem about the first time you did something.
New experiences are often thought-provoking. Try to stay away from obvious first times and go for something unusual.
Prime Rebellion
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**To live young, wild and free.**
**The mantra of a true college kid.**
**But this kid was afraid, afriad of uncharted territory.**
Culture, tradition and religion. The pinnacles of what I used to
believe was oppression.**
**What is true freedom? In the face of redundant needs and wants that society feeds us and begs us to submit too.**
**I always understood the true nature of rules and regulation but it never feed my need to understand the ****“****Why****”**** to it all.**
**Why should I submit?**
**Why am I wrong for wanting to enjoy myself?**
**Why is my expression of self so offensive to your nature?**
**One thing that was never a first for me was knowing that; I create my rules and regulations.**
**I am a flawful human-being, but I should learn and grow into what is right for me. What nurtures me,**
**With that being said, on an implusive college night, I raged in the distress of my religious ancestors.**
**I gave away to the culture of the party world, willingly too.**
**I always knew I needed to experience the music flowing through my body, the liquor numbing my survival instincts and the Psychadelics taking me to other worlds.**
**That was the life I chose on that eventful night. **
**It was a blur of bodies and the pungent smell of spilt tequila. **
**For some reason I could never get drunk, never feel the liquid courage that everyone spoke about.**
**I folded the truth in to something smooth, something easy to carry and easier to leave behind. **
**No one suspected a thing.**
**Just an innocent Friendship Camp, that I ****“****begrudgingly****”**** had to accept in this the cursed liberal arts program.**
**Once the ruse was over, it was GO time. **
**I****’****m free, free of surveilance, of the judging gaze that I felt silently over my shoulder. I can do the sins of sins. No one will know.**
**It escalated pretty quick, quicker than one might thing.**
**A dance turned into a drink, a drink turned in to a few more, which turned into lines of pure snow and then to intimacy.**
**Touch without care, pleasure without warmth.**
**I have no regrets; Initial feelings never lasted.**
**I****’****m beyond that now, but the thrill, how I loved the thrill. **
**It will last me a lifetime of lessons and an abundance of memories to pull from that excites me away from Stark reality.**
**The lifestyle never lasts, but the feeling is embedded into the the threads of my soul**