Large bright questioning eyes,
Will one day turn dull like the rest;
Stopped from asking about the world,
Fit and shaped to fit the mold.
No longer free and spirited like before,
Curiosity and exploration will stop its growth,
They ask questions we just don't know,
So we just use the empty word, "no."
Punished for mistakes of learning,
Trained to be "unique" like the crowd,
Have to use indoor voices and stop their running,
It's bad to be fast and loud.
Inside it's hollowing and throbbing,
As I face the years that lie ahead of me,
And it hurts my eyes to think,
Of all the bleakness that I see.
So scary to teach a child,
One wrong turn would ruin both lives,
So precious to give the love,
With honesty and without all the lies.
Never want any other boy or girl,
To know the pain we have had to know,
Never want my own child in some time to come,
To hide their whines and moans.
Smiles one day turn their corners,
Little hands enlargen,
And then slip right out of the love,
Of something free and wild,
Like flowers untended,
A terrible cycle of something from above?
Care-free worlds slip away,
Fading the sunny days,
Childhood too short to be enjoyed
~~~ 1999~~~
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