A Lost Retail Store Child Poem by Theorem The Truth Serum

A Lost Retail Store Child



These eyes open up every day
to megatons of trite and destruction
They've seen tears flooding cheeks
like a natural disaster does streets
They've peered into the lives of various
random characters that have happened
to step right in front of them
What they have seen so far has been
dismal at its very best
Behind them, hope has often been lost
Every once in a while someone comes
along and shakes its moral core
They see an example that was
thought to be a lost retail store child
They cry out with every blink to find their mother
Clutching to the air that surrounds them,
they look around to see questioning eyes
that are compelled by this entertaining scene
Do they really care about the truth behind the scene
No not really, they just want to stand and watch
until a true mother comes up and tries to help the kid
A true mother has come up and helped the kid
She has helped him stay on track
Even if sometimes he takes a step back
How has she helped him...
By simply being a good example.

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