From Birth We Become
From birth so eager to learn
It's our trait
Some learn quicker than others
Whilst others wait
But what happens when we're ticking over
Is there a changeling inside of us
For is it against life's grain
When others end up cussed
Are our newborns, born killers
Do they become so different
Is their an underlying current
That turns them to abhorrent
Do atrocities filter to their fester
Is it invisible paths they take
Then whom had lured them to such
Whilst blind parents sit in wait.
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Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2019
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