Who will teach?
Who will teach ?
By Robert F. Barber
A child is born into the world
Young impressionable.. it takes it’s first steps
It walks toward you, but you do not notice
Busy with life
It walks toward another and is bumped into stepping
backward and falls
The child was not noticed
A child is in the world
Young, impressionable
It walks toward a social gathering of adults
Asks a question.. is told children should be seen not heard
And is bumped and pushed as it passes through adult
activities
No one notices the child and it’s feelings
A child is now of the world
Young , adolescence impressionable
It walks toward you and you are robbed
It walks to another and bumps them into a wall
And they fall
The child, engulfed with anger, did not notice
A child in now a man of the world
A child just born into the world
takes it’s first step toward him
Young and impressionable child
The man did not notice
busy with life
The child walks toward another
And is bumped into stepping backward
And falls
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