Child Voice

You may think you are promoting peace
when you take a child's voice

You may think you are guiding them
in the right way

When they make you uncomfortable
with things they think and say

I want you to know, the secret side to this
Their voice is not your voice
You may be demoting peace

For how can they recognize
any other pain, song of true love
Voices crying in the dark

They themselves have not learned their own sounds
Having been made uncomfortable
You replaced their voice with your own

Have you ever heard the birds sing
Sounds of night

So many voices finding their own way
Perfect harmony
In crooked trees and faded flowers

So don't ever think for a minute
Your voice is their voice

If ever you get uncomfortable
With their authenticity

Ask yourself
Why the trees are crooked
Flowers are faded
Voices still singing in perfect
Harmony
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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