Children of Men
We are the children of men and we do as those before us has done.
never shall we learn until there is no more to come of the children of men.
When all laughter of a child fades shall we miss the pass of opportunities.
Ones that once were presented to the children of men.
each year another age shall be added on to those of us that remain.
No new births to welcome the ears of the children of men.
For then we are to late to make a real change in the tide.
The end is coming for the children of men.
Daily we saw this tide a coming in.
yet we fail to move the course of that tide for the children of men.
Soon it will wash this vast land clean and no more shall we be.
No more of the children of men
Copyright © Donna Smith | Year Posted 2011
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