Untended; the Intro

Untended; the intro By no means chance, an act of God Circumstances not so good still we have to dance Sown by those mired in poverty and pain So the ignorance grows, it's unfortunate Denied a chance to transcend it A garden of the cultures soul remains untended If the progenitors know so little of the truth How in the world can they teach? Content to do without any desire for a better way Ambition, never born or raised, a goal not set to reach Overgrown by the weeds of the world Another day of life and no one cares enough To attempt and show the way A broken thing, never to be mended a soul grows darker Is this what the creator intended, the light is lost A joy never felt by a garden left untended.