"Picture of Childhood" is an extravagant poem created by author Yevgeny Yevtushenko; to me, it stood out against all the other Lord of the Flies related poems. Yevtushenko established the setting to be a hostile environment, putting the audience on edge when the narrator describes a scene in which one man is bombarded by countless members of the mob. The scene starts off as "Elbowing our way, we run. Someone is being beaten up in the market. You wouldn't want to miss it! We pick up speed, racing to the uproar, scooping up water in our felt boots and forgetting to wipe our sniffles." Yevtushenko begins the short poem with an enticing and intense thrill of adrenaline the way the scene is described, which makes "Picture of Childhood"
