Smooth the rusty, aging borderlines,
said the teacher to the student.
I only observe, for I know
that the student will succeed.
Lift this burdened box to it's demise,
said the manager to the employee.
I only observe, for I know
that the employee will complete his task.
Go along, and play now,
says the mother to the child.
I only observe, for I know
that she will regret her mistake.
Childhoods stolen, more hearts broken;
someone help us understand.
Someone give us a hint or shadow,
and lend a helping hand.
...Please give us our children back...
Return them their God-given faith,
their innocence and euphoria...
for without it, we are nothing.
©LJ
9 October, 2012
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