What do the children think
When they see the world we built?
Brick by brick we thought we made
A place we’re proud to hand to them,
But really is that what they see?
Can they understand at all?
The reason why we strangle, shoot
And brazenly abuse the world?
I hope they don’t for all our sakes,
Perhaps somehow we’ll turn it round
Before our kids can see the dark
And know that we have made mistakes.
Let’s start afresh and teach them how
It’s really meant to be.