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Feb 2016
A cry for the little young ones
Born in the world without care
Hopes dashed the moment the set foot out
It's so cold out there with no one to comfort them
Nor catapult them into the sky above
RIP to the dreams they once had

Those dreams lay restless in pieces
Tormenting their inner peace with what could have been
It's a constant cycle, their vision clouded by nightmares
Who's out there to shine bright
Be a lighthouse that guides those who stray

This world ain't just for those young ones
It drags them down reducing them to lowly creatures
Be without care of another and another
Another mother without a son or daughter
Why can't we engender love for the human race
Loyalty, honour and respect is all that is needed
Yet we go the wrong way attaining it

We can't let them down now
Their glory rests on our shoulder
We just can't stay enclosed
Unwrap the shackles
The future stars shine brighter
Keep our gaze on the horizon
Never look down
Now is the time for the young soul to be exalted
Written by
Jemoh  Australia
(Australia)   
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