They See Poem by Will Fiala

Number the years ago
Living out parents making
Aggravations flowed
Of that world we weren’t taking

Yearning for life would show
Changes of our own staking
Through our seed to sow
Status-quo we were shaking empty dreams

Was a time for aspiration’s, hope was shared
We glared at our world anew
Ignoring consequences as we dared
To seek out our own term for truth

Knowing it would be hard
Fighting an uphill battle
Corporate canard
Lied disguised in its shadow’s clever schemes

As the clock and darkness covered treasured days
Inflamed by that fear of truth
Enslaved our heart amid its cave still craved
To trade money’s rung for our youth

Children are here this day
Witness of failures sorrow
Deep within their craves
It’s our progeny’s ‘morrow

So why should we try to see
Children of our awakenings
It’s their earth to be
Our mistakes, selfish makings

We’re rich; children’s achings
Our cookings children’s bakings

They see