The voices of the young
So innocently do
judge
So easily do revile
So full of hope and
views
And eagerness bright;
For the young
It is easy to see
The fervent bright
side
For their cache of
life
Is yet but half full
And the whole world
Still awaits them
And before them
dreams do still lie;
The voices of the
young
Still have to live
their lives...
The voices of the
young
Are unaware about
shielding
Those whom we love
About children we
protect
More than ourselves
About those wounds
And betrayals
That have been
branded
And though may heal
But leave behind
their mark
A painful reminder
Though a lifetime
goes by;
The voices of the
young
Can try, but never
know
Till they too have
traveled
That path, walked it
standing tall
And seen a life lying
shattered
And left it by the
roadside
Though knowing it
belongs to none
But us...and still
leave it behind;
The voices of the
young
Have to live this
life
Before they can
Truly hear what it
says
And declare what is
unwise
The voices of the
young
Have a lot to see
Before they can
wonder or even say why…
