The Hindrance
Proud and tall we stood
For we were the cream of the crop,
We were to be the first
And all eyes were on us.
Parents and fellow cadets
From varying companies in attendance
Our passing out parade, this was;
It was our time, our moment; no one could stop us
The heat of the sun battered us,
Yet strong we stood.
When we saluted we move with the
Accuracy of well-timed coordination
Who knew what we were getting ourselves into,
Was slowly in itself diminishing.
Stuck into our minds the cadet force’s mission
We were to be the responsible and loyal citizens,
They wanted to create.
A holistic approach to military training
Whilst drilling the core values of a cadet
Deep into the subconscious of our minds
The method through which we were to be molded
Sadly, this was what they wanted
But never really accomplished
Now due to society’s so called modernization
This once strong standing
Company has lost its importance,
Its mission no longer in the forefront.
What do we stand for?
Oh, only the cry of professed values we once held.
Seeping through the mouths of our parents
Like red ants on a hot trail
“This is my child; so don’t have anything to tell her”
For no one can tell Your Child what to do, but you.
Oh Lord! Look at the change
Remember the time when society raised the nation’s children.
Travel the years to the moment in time
When the community disciplined its children
Seemed like you were beaten or scolded
By everyone of your neighbors
Only to enter those doors labeled as home
To be once again beaten.
Now all we hear is “mine, mine, mine”
And “Leave mi child I go raise him how ah want”
With this how can the necessary discipline be instilled into us as cadets?
How are we to be transformed?
If this is not enough, we are pressured by our peers
Directly and indirectly
For whom in this so called ‘Hip’ contemporary society
Wants to be different, wants to make a difference
Fitting in becomes our one gold and treasured purpose
For we think about the now and not the future;
Our conventional values lost along the passage of time.
For is it not ironic,
That we were to be the leaders of the next generation
Yet here we are being its followers.
I can hear the laughter now
What have we become?
Innovation in, tradition out
Cellular Phones, Television, Computers
The most highly worshiped, the Internet.
Pagans of a contemporary cadet
Corruption then becomes inevitable,
For our molding tools now become the things we reverence.
Respect we ignore
Rule and Regulations we laugh at
Monsters that roam without a master
No one can tells us what to do
Rebellion we exalt
For our mind set has been sifted
A life ruled by choices
Influenced by our society
Going with the crowd comes naturally.
Slowly society’s moral values are declining
And the traditional ways of socialization
Have long gone
For did not the bible say in the last days
Each new generation would
Become worse than the last
At present our only solution is to stand together
To make a conscious choice for change
Society hand in hand with the cadets
Let us make a difference.
Parents play your parts
Instill the law
Let’s take a page out of the past
And add to the betterment of our futures
Help our future leaders take up their roles in society.
Be no longer our hindrance.
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