we are born tabula rasa the blank slate
all that we shall do all that we shall be
is written we shall write our own destiny?
but already at birth birth mother diet
or addictions drugs alcohol in effect
are shaping our brain body potentiality?
what words are spoken fetus shall inherit
is classical music played are stories read
or is anger depression unborn babies diet?
we are the wax tablet blanked smooth
is the heated wax awaiting indentations
what into our life pages shall we write?
human intellect at birth is not pure potentiality
already love in abundance poured out upon wanted
loved cherished fetus stacks cards favourable odds
for idiolized wanted son daughter gentleman lady
but woe is chaos reaped birth defeats sown addictions
drugs alcoholism bestows upon baby of dependency?
already attitudes indifference of unfit inapt inept parents
stains underprivileged chances actualized education is
kindness or cruelty inherient in contact first holding hands
our lives in the balance all we come to know is bred
with our first changes in this world first determination is
of hand which loves feeds blessings or is hate brutality?
please quote evidence behavioural genetics
what is learned from fashion random studies
especially interesting twin adoption studies?
indications prove conclusively all is not
equal at birth strong genetic influences
are operating on personal characteristics
easily identified are rank mask influencial facters
consider indisputable dominant denominators
cultural privilege IQ alcoholism gender identity
who does not believe anger cannot be taught tamed?
good parenting is discipline tempered in milk love
of human kindness best fed ingrained at ages early
what do multivariate studies result show why critically
fascinatingly that distinct faculties of the human mind
our memory reason are harboured sheltered fractionate
along genetic boundaries but chemical imbalances
so often sow behavourial discord emotion flames
habit counter measure discipline imposes harmony?
we may indeed be born tabula rasa but not all tablets
are equal what marks we make in life may be tainted
by marks made upon brain body before we leave womb
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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