child's play

child’s play

 give the children what you would want them to have

as if they were already old

they are like clay in an adult’s hand

our human masterpiece to mold

 

and if life imitates art

then childish play imitates life

somewhere in between they glean

habits that teach or cause strife

 

so give the children what you want them to have

but you give them plastic guns

and wonder at such a thing as war

while we lose so many sons

 

and for our beautiful li’l girls

anatomically impossible dolls

now starvation equals beauty

they binge and purge our downfalls

 

so i say

 

give the children what you want them to have

to remember when they are old

because this is all a game called life

and memories are made of gold

 

© 8/25/98