The Third and Fourth Generation – A Poem by Steve Snyder

The Third and Fourth Generation

There is no sin,

As we have no gods to offend,

But offenses there are,

One human to another, in great regularity.

The offensiveness of familiarity

Nests above all in families dysfunctional,

Each alike in their own different way.

No gods need destroy, nor drive mad,

Those who burden themselves

And their descendants,

Unto the third and fourth generations,

With false guilt, shame, anxiety and worse.

Rather than the elders

Being weighted with millstones

And cast into the sea,

The thrust off these crushing weights

Onto the necks of the weaker and younger

Of their own households and families.

Social Darwinism starts at home.

– Steve Snyder


1 Comment

  1. Ang on March 14, 2015 at 10:37 am


    I missed this until now. It’s haunting and compelling. Thank you for sharing it with us and sorry I didn’t see it until now.

    Hope things are going okay for you.