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Raisin in the Sun

Poem about change

By JohnPublished 4 years ago 1 min read
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From Grapes to Raisins

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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