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Raising the Youth
We raise our children to grow.
A chance to change their flow.
But, what it is not right is the controlling of that flow.
Some of us deliver the deadly blow.
Enough power to scar their thoughts.
Enough for their soul to rot.
The surface of the mind becomes a drought
because they no longer have the ability to seek
when they are crippled and weak.
What is the purpose within that?
There should no longer be the role of dream murderer.
Instead a light to extend the children further.
A time to mend the broken dreams
with the gentler seams.
Lessen the visions of floppy fish
on the unclean dish.
Instead, offer a better wish.
A clearer view on what is worth their every being
and seeing.
-Snow that flutters down like feathers