Childhood Adult

Childhood survival skills can create unadjusted adults.

Christopher
ILLUMINATION

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Photo by Markus Spiske on Unsplash

Embrace our children afraid to be loved, past innocent affection dissolved.
Arms grip air amidst troubled faces with sad eyes do glare.
From lonely nights in darkened rooms.
They sit in front of talking boxes showing light-hearted cartoons.
There is no safety where our little ones must wait.
Outside acceptance, small hands protect the purities state.
Learn to hide,
Dare not to share,
No one is safe, and nobody cares.
Children bloom to adulthoods charm believing they will be safe from all of life’s harm.
A closed heart’s proclamation “There is nothing to fear!”
Lovers unite to work out their vulnerable lune.
Partners listen to children unravel a handed-down tune.
Many will fail to hear with their heart.
Defending themselves with lessons learned from the start.
Learn how to wait,
Dare to admit,
No one is alone, and everyone’s scared.

Copyright Christopher Madsen 2021

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Christopher
ILLUMINATION

I am a blue-collar worker. I was born into a blue-collar family. But the poet in me views a world dreaming to be free.