poem “kids wielding freedom and sin”, a poem about kids getting away from parent and becoming adults but still being mistreated by preachers and the whole idea of religion, By Chicago Poet Janet Kuypers

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Mad Max on the Quad

See YouTube video of Janet Kuypers reading (C) her poem kids wielding freedom and sin from the cc&d book Friction live 5/21/14 at Chicago’s open mic the Café Gallery

See YouTube video of Janet Kuypers reading (S) her poem kids wielding freedom and sin from the cc&d book Friction live 5/21/14 at Chicago’s open mic the Café Gallery

See YouTube video 6/24/16 of Janet Kuypers’ 2 poems The One At Mardi Gras & kids wielding freedom and sin; then her flash fiction A Dream About Murder at Georgetown’s Poetry Plus open mic at Cianfrani’s (Canon P.S.).

See YouTube video 6/24/16 of Janet Kuypers’ 2 poems The One At Mardi Gras & kids wielding freedom and sin; then her flash fiction A Dream About Murder at Georgetown’s Poetry Plus open mic at Cianfrani’s (Sony).

kids wielding freedom and sin
Janet Kuypers
2/11/14
Whenever the kids go away to school,
they’re suddenly on their own
and every sin is suddenly now within their grasp.
If their parents aren’t there to scold them,
the kids can still see
the ranting preacher at the street corner
denouncing every adult idea they now have.
The preacher says
the number one sin is lust, but the kids
don’t know if it’s lust or pride, or greed,
though on their own
they love gluttony and sloth, though they doubt
that envy or wrath have anything to do with
their adult urges now.
It doesn’t matter to the kids if the preacher
they call “Mad Max” on the Quad wielding his Bible
and screaming maniacally
at anyone who might catch a scrap of his scratchy
voice, it doesn’t matter if he ever preached
in a church, it doesn’t matter
if the kids are religious freaks or atheists,
because even from afar the parents can be pleased
that their religion can somehow
worm it’s way in, even when they’re no longer around
to indoctrinate their little ones themselves. They
smile at the idea of that
crazed preacher. They think, “Keep up the good work.”

Mad Max on the Quad

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