3 posts tagged “charleston daulo”
Charles Daulo
Pause for a moment and think about what I’m trying to say,
Listen to the words between the words that lie deep in the innermost of your mind and come to find
The story of a young boy who found a dollar bill and the red pill
And reality that it came with…
Sitting in the midst of my adolescences where I found and lost my innocence.
Pacing at a speed to which life blurs and images can no longer be seen.
Then stop.
Restart.
Reboot.
Then shoot out words to describe the words to make phrase upon tiny frays of cloth that has stuck to my body.
Omit any feelings that may cause pain and replace it with a checkbook.
Invoke the past in the future then revoke the maternal ideal with a paternal deal that makes my reality surreal.
I’ve done my best thinking while sitting
On the can taking a shit
I’ve done my best to never quit
No thanks to you, who found the quality of life with a dollar bill only to instill the notion that anything can be bought.
You, me and us, for days we fought
Discovering that I was for sale, upon a land that was cold and pale
Thank you, my childhood, forever impaled
By what you taught dear mother
There are no vacancies here because your love is like a vacant sea.
Dear child you are young and do not know about life. But it was life that taught me all that I needed to know.
Now it’s too late, I’ve grown up to understand, tears have fallen like a cold bitter storm of hale
Life taught me…
I am not for sale!
Congrats to all the USF students who put on an amazing Barrio Fiesta!
Special shout-outs to Worlds In Collision students Charles Daulo, Eliza Doeschl, and Vince Esteves for their performances!
Charleston Daulo
“All Roads Lead Home”
This piece is my depiction of the loss of innocence at a younger age. In today’s society, young children are bombarded with images, sounds, media, music, and many other things. Their innocence is stripped away from them before they can realize it. When these kids grow older, they are at times more violent and more prone to premature sexual encounters. The age that children begin to think about women, sex, and violence is quickly decreasing. Manufacturers are constantly releasing products that will appeal to a younger demographic. In the end, they are simply trying to get new customers that will buy their products. They are not mindful of the types of media/games they release. Although there is an age rating for each game, most parents do not pay attention to them or the children will somehow find away to play them. I am not saying that children should not participate in these types or media I am simply stating a fact of society that has no current solution to the issue.
But, it is never too late to find oneself. All roads lead home simply means that wherever or whatever one’s home is, there will be a path that will lead to it. The baby in the piece is my nephew and he is in fact, relocating to the Philippines and the picture that he is attempting to grab hold of is his roots, and the road that he is being pulled away from. The empty chair represents the emptiness that one feels when they have come to the realization that they are far from where they began, but nonetheless, all roads lead home.
