Worn Out A, 'shoe Poem by James McLain

Do it naught, for it being forgiven from me.
I don't think it was the scare.
Concepts of such beings not adult.
And from but whom would they could be
expecting that a child,
to be born with the wisdom
and knowledge thereof, but a child.
Is it this and yet it made was.
And it will stick with the child,
Will it not!
Make not a doubt about that.
Mr. Speaker from this,
is hers/his 'yours is our house.
Therein lies a distinct difference
coming out from between,
and parenting styles and no acquired skills.
Born without the adult but squired from where?
There is no skill in traumatizing a child.
Against by that a child thrown away,
lies the measure of one man and a woman.
Whom most would say of that shoe,
but never would.