Raisin in the Sun
— A Grape soaking in the sun slowly
Drying,dying,crumbling
Allowing your past to shadow your present
Like an oak tree whose overshadowed by the sun
Only until it is winter
When the leaves fall off
and the branches tighten and frail,
When there’s nothing left to shadow
Oh how you think your future will be better
But you keep letting your past squash your dreams right in front of you
watching them fall all over the ground and
Crumble to pieces
Like a raisin in the sun
Who ages like the people around you
The people who mean the most to us,
People who are aging and passing
To a better life
One where the trees stay colorful
One where it never turns winter,
A place where
The Grapes never dry
But you are stuck here
All alone
On this place we call home,
Yet where we are always so uncomfortable
So get out of the sun,
Before you watch your future
crumbling before your eyes
Falling onto you,crushing you,
and before you’ve trapped yourself
in an ocean in which you feel nothing,
Getting pulled under,
Drowning in this empty society,
We call safe.
Cause then what’s left
now you let yourself dry up
Just like a raisin
In the sun.
Analysis:
I feel I should do a overview on what I’m trying to convey here because this is my most metaphorical poem.Like grapes we people start to dry and crumble,and I mean this metaphorically.If a Grape sits to long in the sun it slowly starts to change into a raisin and most people don’t enjoy raisins(even though I do) so what I’m trying to tell the reader is that certain things in life like “bad influences” may change or “dry up” people into something we typically don’t like.That bad influence could be social media,news,or friend groups and it’s just basically about how certain things change you in a bad way.The sun represents this bad influence,like the sun dries the grape the bad influence dries or changes us.We humans are the Grapes that’s slowly change and wither.So hopefully this helps or speaks to someone that is around a bad crowd or getting overwhelmed with something that is wrong for them.
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