Oct 22, 2002 12:57
I stand above
and watch
the valleys,
teeming with life and
overflowing
with juvenile wisdom,
confusion with a mask,
and I wait for
someone, anyone
to come
to ask
to learn.
Alas, no one comes
and I lay down,
head propped on hands
and I bellow
into the valleys
my voice weak
and unheard,
"Children!
Children, enough!"
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