Tag Archives: children

History Repeats

How foolish that, a child may,
In passing danger, forget to say
To its comrade close in tow,
“Beware!” and “Look out below!”
Once passed the danger fades.
Out of sight, they’ll continue to play
Look again and you might see,
That foolish are the children we.
History is the passing danger.
The playmate is the foretold stranger,
What was past, if then forgotten,
Shall have us caught in its tomb, rotten.

A Burial of Youth

The old, too tired to dig the graves
Required by their sons they couldn’t save.
Left behind instead of leaving,
There is a sorrow first conceiving
Anger, and then the bitter taste
Of youths absence, such a waste.
We’re left to linger, this should not be!
This day was meant for younger eyes than me!
In this evening there are no words.
In this moment the past and future confer,
And those who remain will be loved a little more,
We’ll hold them closer than we ever did before.

This was written in dedication to my friend who recently lost her youngest son. I’ve seen too many children buried by their parents in my time and it’s always a tragedy and never easier to deal with.

Those Who Pay

The gilded murder of innocence.
Those watching pretend to not see.
Among them we,
Fervently wish for this wrath not to fall on us.
The deathly poets tell our children a story,
Of how we saw and did not,
How our very souls did rot,
When we traded them for security, illusionary.
Platinum for rust, and a diamond for black coal,
It was said we should’ve kept the gold dust.
This trade was foul, now we must
Find a way to reclaim our heart and souls.
Then our children say:
“This gilded murder of innocence shan’t be overlooked!
Never by your corrupted bribes were we took.”
Our children should not be the ones who must pay.

This one is about corruption in governments in general not just in the U.S., how we trade freedom for security just to feel “safe”, how the things we allow our government to do are also our responsibility  if we sit by and do nothing about them.  Hopefully our children will grow to be wiser than we have been.