Oct 2011
In the face of young eyes
Years of hurt exposes steely tries
To cover older years of lies
For in a younger year
Their mind turns a gear
But it is only spinning for fear.
How many times
Must a child be a mime?
For someone elder’s crime.
Look in their soul
Give them a goal
To never be troubled nor sold.
Pave the Lord’s long way
Always straight and true will stay
And they will bloom as full as May.
Years of hurt exposes steely tries
To cover older years of lies
For in a younger year
Their mind turns a gear
But it is only spinning for fear.
How many times
Must a child be a mime?
For someone elder’s crime.
Look in their soul
Give them a goal
To never be troubled nor sold.
Pave the Lord’s long way
Always straight and true will stay
And they will bloom as full as May.
October 2009. As an elementary teacher I see hundreds of faces every day with a look of sorrow and sometimes joy. That sorrow always puts a knot in my stomach while it turns. Children's sorrow only comes from an adult who has harmed them mentally or physically. As adults we have no right to take a child's joy from them when they never even knew anything different before. I hope I am giving at least 1 child a year some of that joy back to them.
