Children

CHILDREN As expressions go, some obsolete Taken for granted, often weak A closer look, beneath the hood Lies hidden truth not understood Children, our future, it’s often heard A common notion, but how absurd For children grow, become full grown Where are these fruits of seeds they’ve grown? Mistakes were made along the way Mistakes of old and yesterday Followed footsteps, no changes made Trusting that they make the grade Aged thoughts I beckon thee Like waves returning to the sea Give way to change, release your hold Let reason shine and truth be told The future’s now, no time to yield To future minds whose fate is sealed Like brittle branches on winter trees The outcome certain you might agree