It’s an unforgiving ride

          An industrious toddle escaped 
the ravenous escalator as its chomping teeth 
receded nearly underfoot, a hunger 
refusing to crumble. 

          Should this child — 
claiming all 10 toes by the grace of 
toddler intuition — grant clemency to 
the peckish conveyance for lowering itself
to our most base levels?

          What of the parents? You would 
be forgiven for refusing them absolution
for their negligence, clutching
a phone and counting likes 
on both hands.

          I lean to lenience. We have survived
parenthood to this point asking only
for mercy in our lowest moments,
repenting of sins of omission but never 
forgetting the ride can sometimes
be treacherous.


Phillip Knight Scott | © 2019

Written for the Poets United Midweek Motif : “forgiveness”

My name is Phillip. I live in North Carolina with my wife of 11 years and 3-year-old son, and at least for the next year, I’m on the right side of 40. (Both the interstate and existence, in years). I am a Tar Heel born and bred, and watch every Yankees game I can. My goal is to visit all 30 MLB stadiums in the next 10 years. I’ve been to 5 so far! Obviously I enjoy writing, but I also enjoy watching and reading sci-fi. I’m slowly attempting to finish my first novel, a “humorous” sci-fi romp which may be finished one day. I am a Doctor Who obsessive and choose Star Trek over Star Wars.

17 thoughts on “It’s an unforgiving ride

  1. Life is indeed a series of ups and downs, especially so when being responsible for children and seeing them through the many stages to adulthood.
    This is a very busy world, but I suppose parents of today, must remember the basics of life and child care, as well as those hands-free times with their technology…It remains a two-way challenge and forgiveness must be sent and received along the journey…

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  2. Todays importance includes narcissistic likes as your poem intimates and this is the world children are born into. Forgiveness, may be a concept lost to the old world since everything seems to be as it is, not knowing it should be otherwise.
    Luv the allegory of the neglect and the esclator. Lucky child for ten toes preserved

    Much💞love

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  3. “clutching
    a phone and counting likes
    on both hands.”….Malady of modern times. Children born into this time have so many hurdles on the path of growing up. Forgiveness cannot live here. Sigh. A wonderful poem.

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  4. Children of all ages past have always had to confront dangers such as knives, hammers, puddles, power sockets to name but a few, Once they get to 10yo they would have cut fingers and knees, eaten poison berries and broken the occasional bone (well I did), It is all part of our education.

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