When we read “Allegory of the Cave”, we learned about perception and truth. We see what we’re told to see and believe what we’re shown to believe. Not everything we see an experience is true. In the literature, the prisoners are led …show more content…
It basically talks about how we have no individuality, we only know what we’re taught to know, think and feel. All of our thoughts are little snippets of our ancestor’s previous thoughts and ideas, and they’ve been carried on over the years through our parents and our parent’s parents since the very beginning. We are all wired to have these same thoughts and emotions like machines, we do as we are expected and supposed to, as though everything we experience throughout life is already predetermined and decided by some higher being. We are to do and be what this “puppeteer” wants, and there’s no escaping it; we’re prisoners. To be honest, I can’t say I thoroughly disagree with this theory. As I mentioned before, our society is only allowed to view certain news stories, television shows, books…everything. And it’s all been pre-determined by a higher being. Maybe it’s our government, or it could even be something greater than that. This is all a part of life, something we experience every day. Some of us take notice and try to take a stand and alert the community of what’s happening in our society. While others come up with excuses or reasons not to believe what’s going on right in front of their eyes. It’s …show more content…
A lot of the poetry was pretty confusing to me, to be quite honest. The exercises we did in class where each group had to interpret the meaning behind each poem definitely helped me to gain a better understanding. I actually have a couple favorites and some that really stuck out to me. For instance, “The Mother” by Gwendolyn Brooks is about abortions and what the aborting mother will never experience both during and after birth with the fetuses she’s aborted. It’s sad, and quite heartbreaking, but very real. Another good and pretty fun one is “Homage to My Hips” by Lucille Clifton. It discusses mainly bigger and more voluptuous hips that don’t seem to fit within societies “perfect” expectations. Not all hips are tiny, slender and dainty, but as long as you’ve got the confidence to be comfortable in your own skin, no matter what size hips you may possess the ability “to put a spell on a man and spin him like a top!” (Homage to My Hips). It’s an honest and real poem, it may not be thought provoking, or heart wrenching, but it’s still real. “The Second Coming” by William Butler Yeats is about the upcoming rapture, and the second coming of Jesus Christ. Now depending on your thought and religious beliefs, this poem may or may not be a “real” poem, but it’s all how you interpret it. “Bad Morning” by Langston Hughes, the title is pretty self-explanatory. We’ve all experienced bad mornings and when there’s a bad morning, chances are you’re going to