Children Are Seen
Children are seen
Not heard.
Mother was our go between.
How absurd.
Not a word
To me this was extreme
Especially since adults were always in
A herd.
They reigned supreme.
To argue was to blaspheme.
This was real
No matter how dumb it would seem
To adults this was ideal.
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