Think about the children!
The Children!
...So they cry and wail,
when all we do is cram them in boats,
and let them set sail.

We all want, and hope for a better future,
for you, for me, for us and them.
When we really are missing out, on the one true gems.

The Children!

Ah yes, the crumb-crunchers,
the ankle-bitters,
the moving, sleeping, babbling, leaking toilet and faucet,
we really don't know what we have,
as per usual, until we have truly lost it.

The Children.

They'll only be children once,
in respect to their age,
and then they'll grow up,
start a whole new chapter,
with the turning of a page.

And so quickly does the page turn.

The Children were us,
and now more are coming,
when they start to cry,
where exactly do we go running?

Be the one to give them hope,
be the one to tell them to follow their dreams,
be the one to teach them what's right and wrong,
teach them, teach them, to sing their own song.

This life is cruel, the world more so,
lessons can be learned the easy and the hard way,
but they have to be learned,
learned some day.

So start young,
with the precious little ones,
teach them all that is right and well,
to your daughters and sons.

Let them be children,
for the sake of their future,
let them have their past,
because they'll only be children once,
before the years start running fast.

So think about the Children,
yours, mine and ours,
keep them safe, and teach them well,
or they'll be rotten, and sours.

This is for the children so small,
think of one,
you think of all.

For the Children.