As a parent of sound mind
I instilled the need to be kind
To stand up tall and show respect
The way I was taught more or less
The streets are plagued with dark desires
A cold rainy haze of muck and mire
Where dreams of youth are put to rest
As a parent I had tried my very best...
I wrapped you in protective arms
Sheltered you from a world of harm
Squeezed you tight until you burst
As a parent I am the worst...
Traveler Tim