Children of the Unforsaken



Born into chaos

A mind will gravitate

The faulty learning examples

Often leads to one’s checkmate

Things we find about ourselves

We also find in others

The case can be made

If you look at your sisters and look to your brothers

The captive soul

Can be impoverished by degrees

It’s up to the owner

To make it better – if you please

A wandering spirit 

With no direction

Is victim to what’s going down

Cannot seem to make the changes

Cannot seem to turn itself around

The journey is hard enough

The children

The unforsaken

The tragedy of an ancestry

Lamenting on the road most taken

Futile is the ethic

The thinking mans yearn

Sometimes in this world

Some only want to just watch it burn
DCG