1
a child watches the spectacle of his birth
yet only when he is blinded by age
can he behold his past
2
see the child walk out one midsummer morning
a portal to life
a giant expanse of hope
see the child
3
we all believe we can be children again
even the worst of us
4
only a child remembers happiness
no man alive can boast such a claim
5
a child knows nothing
yet understands everything
just as every child knows that games are nobler than work
6
she had no name
her father never knew her
he died praying she would fall off the edge of the planet
to land on some better world
and leave her winters long behind
as men at war spawn orphans in their wake
7
pity the child
who has to light
his fathers funeral pyre
in cadences of hope
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