Man on the bench.
When babes start to swing gavel,
situation must be grave.
Digging trenches for the men to fall across,
Bridges from bodies.
Or was it boobies.
You can never tell with children.
But we try and educate, elucidate, illuminate.
Forge a path ahead for them to follow.
But we all know another will be blazed.
The tick tock gets you every time.
Cycles within cycles.
What came before will come again.
Or at least that's what pop said.
Grandma told me to knit a blanket, might get cold.
There was only ever one great depression.
How can we be so sure?
From the mouths of babes come the greatest truths.
Mayhaps we should listen before dismissing.
lest we fail in our mission,
Shoot for the stars.
Fall on your face.
The ultimate lessons learned from those that came before.
Bring everyone with you.
Comrades one and all.
If the beach is steep, charge anyway.
For king and country!!
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