just give us candy

as a child
I questioned the piñata.
why?
why are you blindfolding
us
and giving us a stick
to swing
blindly
at this colored
box on a string,
in the picnic air,
why are we reaching up
with our skinny arms,
trying to burst its
sides so that it will
rain candy.
just give us
the candy,
evenly and fairly, each
with his or her
own
amount.
what madness is this
thing
that we are doing.
we are children.
I learned early how to take
the fun
out of many things
that others in this life
so enjoy.