A child's Mind

Can you see a child’s mind

as it races the sands of time?

Without burden or without pain,

it strives to understand the worlds game.

It has no friends, or sense of time,

and can't understand a word or rhyme.

Deep in its mind it waits to see,

what kind of person it will soon be.

It sees only shapes and knows only truth,

as fire erupts beneath its wings of youth.

Slowly leaning the role it places,

in the world of men and games.

So listen the next time a baby cries,

beneath those blue tear filled eyes.

The sound it makes is not of pain,

but of growing up without a way.

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