A Poem by Me

Tomorrow Never Knows

I walk down the streets of the city of lights
Come…
Come…
Come…
they call to me
But I don’t want to listen, and I go deaf.
I can see what they what they want me to do,
But I don’t want to see it, and I go blind.
I can smell the sweet aroma that they sprayed around me
But I refuse to smell it and cut off my nose.
They call me to answer just to say yes I will…yes I will
But I won’t do it.
I go dumb.
Oh but how naïve I am!
The sounds reach me anyways,
The sights still blind my eyes,
The smells still fill my nose,
I still find myself saying I will.
They trap me not because I want it,
but because they always would.


Reflection

This poem reflects the free will vs. determinism argument. In the poem, the speaker is met with various senses that he doesn’t want to see. He wants to make his own way and not be affected by them or have them dictate his life. He tries to cut those senses out of his life by “going blind” or “going dumb.” He is exhibiting his free will by choosing not to be persuaded to go to “them” just because his senses are being appealed to. However, the end of the poem shows that the choices he made were all for not because he was always destined to be “trapped” by them.