Who You Once Were
Who's closest to the Source?
Why children of course,
The new force to evolve this course.
Uncorrupted and pure,
With a connection to who they once were,
Turning another page of their story,
Earning a set of new memories.
Advancing the degree of understanding,
Growing under controlling arms,
Learning not to harm another.
The other just a sister or brother,
Someone to smother with love.
Children rise above every challenge,
Until taught to be dependant,
Starting the descent,
Into asking for consent,
Bending the truth.
Our youth, the key to the future,
They come knowing who they were.
The cycle is closing,
More hearts are opening,
As moments bring us back together,
We remember living forever.
Never to repeat the mistakes,
That take away the treasure,
Of the pleasure life was meant to be.
Children can already see,
Until we train them to be 3D,
Shoving them into a broken Society.
We are all gods family,
And the children are the key,
They come with a plan already.
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