Youth was masturbated away
to cheap candy and commercials
and their time ended quickly
Bicycles and pavement
and the unpredictable spills
scabs and limps
and flesh on the track
Children fought like their ancestors
throwing fists and sticks
and crying when
they lost
their virginity to pain
Bee stings and bright shoes
and slamming doors behind
dropping food on the floor
and never hesitating to
pick it up and eat it
Stomach aches
and bad dreams
it must be awful to be a child
to only remember anger
Cross legged and thumb wrestling
name calling and falling
and car rides home
Their eyes in the clouds
wishing they were grown up
and the parents look down
with a contradiction they’ve
thrown up
Oct 3, 2010
Oct 3, 2010 at 9:43 AM UTC
Youth was masturbated away
to cheap candy and commercials
and their time ended quickly
Bicycles and pavement
and the unpredictable spills
scabs and limps
and flesh on the track
Children fought like their ancestors
throwing fists and sticks
and crying when
they lost
their virginity to pain
Bee stings and bright shoes
and slamming doors behind
dropping food on the floor
and never hesitating to
pick it up and eat it
Stomach aches
and bad dreams
it must be awful to be a child
to only remember anger
Cross legged and thumb wrestling
name calling and falling
and car rides home
Their eyes in the clouds
wishing they were grown up
and the parents look down
with a contradiction they’ve
thrown up
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