Read by Ebony Stewart
You can reach for the stars
But you’re lacking in a couple miles.
You can strive to be first on Mars
But your youth barricades the path with trials.
Pioneering the way,
Isn’t a task for the juniors.
Developing things unwritten -
Restricted from stoking the future.
We have ingenious ideas,
But those ideas are stifled by elders.
Who’s to say puerility can’t debut?
But it’s rendered futile by the mentors.
Adults are the supreme dictators!
Children are cast out
Isolated to pout
In the condemnation of the greater.
But then again, without kids,
Just how much would we lose?
Toys, books, movies, schools - but it’s
Never the children’s decision to choose.