Their Future Day
Their Future Day
Go on,
Why ever not,
Succumb to the latest passion –
Expose your child to violence!
Go on,
Ask upon these casualties their age,
And when upon reply you see they hide,
Don’t be alarmed at the lie they say
To cover up the hurt!
Five, maybe Six years old
They say behind the tears,
Yet for all their fears,
They know the age they truly are,
Be a future day in history,
A future day,
Where upon they know they die.
Michael J Waite 7th July 2013.
