No Place For Children

By Bruce Clifford

What kind of view of the world are we leaving behind
This is not the right place or the right time

How could this be a world where the children could never run free
Look at what’s going on, they can see it all on TV
I don’t see an escape or any place to hide away
It’s not a game

What are we doing this for if everyone can see
We’re not gaining ground if everyone believes in the fights that ensue
The war of words and the walls between me and you
Without a clue

How can they appreciate this when only crumbs are left
It’s a conduct of indifference shrouded in between regrets
Freezing out this vacant space between the falsehoods of each side
Run and hide

©8/8/16 Bruce Clifford