4/27/22 The Sad Truth of life’s quiet desperation
Mothers, fathers, and their children, seldom share the exact same beliefs No matter what their religion might be, proving a child's relationship with their god is no different than with a parent, odd A youth’s peace of mind, his longing for his place, a sense of belonging The road is long, painful, and circuitous A troubled childhood, school bullies, plague us Dubious religious sects, false, he is their prey Unscrupulous mental health professionals, make the journey seem futile and tear him apart Finding wisdom, purpose, and sense of belonging are finally attained from lessons learned and taken to heart.
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