Land Mines
Beware of some people.
They're like land mines.
Waiting patiently for a weak mind.
For the spiritually clumsy to stumble by.
They wish against tomorrow
and live to sow sorrow.
Blow hope high into thin air.
They can go off at any time.
The next generation blindly racing.
To the edge of the siren's glade.
Where there is a sign that says
"Land mines never tell lies"
They scatter dreams in the shade.
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