To Bruise The Heart

Of A Child.

This age is recording

Some Terrifying things,

Witnessed by our youth as,

The world fights fierce and wild.

Who knows the effect

As it's thrown upon the screen,

But it bruises the heart of a child,

be sure,

How it bruises the heart of a child.

Conflict after conflict

In the never ending whirl,

If it's not on the telly, then

The news print will tell,

Of the power games,

The vengeance,

That will blow us all to hell,

How it bruises the heart of a child.

Now you can wonder at it

How the violence, once `small',

Through conditioning of tiny minds,

As year on year we crawl towards

The day when it comes easy,

To see a loved one fall,

Continue,

Bruising the heart of a child!

Can they be `protected'

As through years, they blindly run?

Are what we place before them

In the street fight and the gun,

Visions they rely upon,

Or has crime and violence won?

And will it bruise the heart of a child.

    `YOUR CHILD'?

Will it bruise the heart of your child?

                  J.L.Jennings Proprietor Kirkstone Pass Inn  ©