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The Huck Finn In Us All
by David Pekrul
copyright 12-31-2004


Age Rating: 10 to 127

 
He glides down the creek on old dead logs and broken boards.
Water spiders scurry from his path as he paddles through
chickweed and algae.
Tadpoles and tiny fish pass underneath,
while overhead, geese announce their presence
with their loud annoying honks.
He glides past bulrushes, which hide small creatures,
or maybe great and horrible monsters too terrible to imagine.
He is an adventurer, exploring new lands and new dangers.
He arrives at the dike, beyond which lies the mighty river.
Someday he will explore that too, but now it is time to go home,
for Mother has called him to supper.

Factories now line the creek,
which is now a culvert hidden in a large pipe.
The water, if it could be seen, is now a black sludge.
Water spiders no longer scurry.
Tadpoles and tiny fish no longer pass underneath.
Terrible monsters no longer hide in the rushes.
It is called progress, but the young adventurer does not understand.
Creeks are for exploring, not for factories.
Bulrushes are meant to hide monsters.

The young adventurer is grown now.
He looks back at what once was, and is no longer.
He wishes his children could explore this same waterway,
but knows it is not to be.
But he knows, they too, in their own way, will become Huck Finns.


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12-31-2004 Anthony Lane Stahlhut    

They call it progress,makes you wonder.I remember rabbit hunting with my dad, now those times arn't around for my grandson. This is wonderful and it takes me back to a fun time! Thanks, Anthony
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