A child’s reaction - live with it - be amazingly charitable - show no fear - a poem. |
A weary display, as we’re walking on egg shells - Juvenile deficiency, what each step dispels. Hopefully, someday, a child excels. Passing this format, a peer group that gels. Miraculous compass - we sometimes get lost - The ridge lines of living, how many get bossed. Doesn’t that mean that for each, there’s a cost, For keeping it buried, rather than hoping they’re tossed? The system of youth is a horror that’s kind. For each worker cursed by the wealth who’s tax-blind. Stomaching problems from the gaps which we find Are the medium folks of these changes defined. Let’s never play politics, or be sheriff in here; Or say to the people, we’re full of good cheer; But mind our own business, like cattle or steer… Have faith in true justice, and never show fear! Part of our strength is a knowing impurity - Which impacts the world in a lack of security… Being helpful and gainful, and believing in charity Will alter this case for a shouldered disparity… Though we’re not perfect, everyone’s infused With a self-perseverance, and my, it’s been mused! To lack concentration from being refused - Or have several ties - though the heart feels abused… We all face embarrassment from some interaction - It’s how fledgling people begin to earn traction; A lifetime of learning is a shared, true reaction - In order to gain some resolve, satisfaction… |