They are the children of our future

Though unaware of what’s ahead

They are the many reasons

That hatred must be shed

They are lights, in this wretched world

Shining brightly, against darkened eyes

The ones who claim the lives of others

Simply because they despise

The chance the world could blossom

If we only practiced peace, and love

So the light that shines from those below

Will also shine, from God, above

 

May Writing Prompt:  The pendulum of posterity – Day 10/31

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