Life - Poem by Ryan McCarthy
From Father Time's seed and Mother Nature's womb
The creation of life did bloom
As youth our mother we befriend
In adolescence man transcends
Our great mother now abused
Her great gifts now misused
But can we stray from this track?
Will our father let us try?
Or will our parents slap us back
And let their child die
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