Post by contention on Mar 27, 2006 20:50:01 GMT -5
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Once again, something about this poem illustrates back with a negative influence on what it was headed for. As if something is out of place or not correct in its standing. However, this poem still went on with its meaning though with certain changes that have given it scriptual error. The meaning behind the poem was to capture that of the run of life. How all seem to act in levels of one another, never playing out through equality. When in reality, everyone is the same in the light that shines. No matter what one does, they are the same as the other. We are taught, so it seems that through every little scape of effort we give; such places us higher and lower on a social chart. Yet in true subdued efforts, one is nothing more but a human as our your fellow beings which ripple through the earth in equal strides in gestures. In doing so, you would be no better than any other, for you have the same heart and emotions that go through yourself as they do through their own.
At the beginning of stanza one it can be noted that the lines connect the terms which describe us. Each line seems to reflect back on the language notions of, "You, I, my, me, us, they, their, own, our" and in doing so it places them on the same notion. Therefore, in its own manner it tries to establish a boundary that keeps them all the same. So being you, you are nothing more than what they are. They would be nothing more than what I am, and I am merely a part of all. One can't escape the facet of society. Even through the roles we are given in this caste like kingdom, we will never be diffrent from another. All of us, no matter what, are born from the same source and created from the same evolutionary lines. None are better than any of the others, in fact, everyone would be the term of on par and farthest from oppisites.
Such lines as the "He through her" section were used to establish male and female on similar charts. "Both bow tied, from yon' tucked veil" is nothing more but a simple illusion to marriage. In a way, it mentions that both man and woman wear the bow as they do the veil. One could connect that to the ritual of the husband within the tuxedo and the wife covered beneath the veil. Putting the roles together, man and woman when combined are doused through both robes. While other certain phrases comment that "Humans as a kind stand together in the worst of times", such things have been notioned for not being quite true. So the following lines try to work by mentioning that while, "All stand together, some stand alone." When completed it constructs that the some is all of us, and therefore we are not united by any type of bonds.
Going on through the rest of the stanza, one can capture the meaning of "Marching with seperate feet". This line works to illustrate that while we as race go onwards, we are never quite the same. Even as we walk foward, we never go in beat. Our feet our on diffrent walks, diffrent paths, and diffrent times. Because of this, we are not the same and nor can we be mentioned for giving a care to others. The "Independent" section works to also place together a new meaning. We act only upon ourselves when we feel content with who we are. Yet when we notice that we are falling in an upscale enviroment, we feel confined by a brace. That very brace which seperates us from the rest of the world.
At last, the finishing lines were used to piece in diffrent scrolls an image to that of a snare drum and the beat it posses. Every smack to the side of such a drum represents the same sound, and each one vibrates into the surrounding chambers. Thus, everything it reproduces is the same and not diffrent at the least. Such should be what humanity is, but the ears that hear such tones are drowned out by their levels. Pied in truth means colored apart and out of fashion. Therefore, it's like standing out, not wanting to be a part of what you were born to. Trying to be better than others and not giving your hand to those around you. The struggle to belong, to differ; that feeling to try to move from level to level is with all from youth to old age. One can not leave the tides of society.