Today Thoughts
Poem
The sins of our parents
Are like past lives,
Because finding opportunities
Come from bees from the same hives.
Someone born to welfare
Is never given a chance,
Even when they’re smarter
Than those with better circumstance.
Children look to the moon,
Thinking that it’s their limit,
Before their dreams are decided
By a paper and a digit.
With age comes experience,
And with experience comes love lost.
But the sweetest love
Comes with tears and a cost.
Blindness inspires hope.
In hope we gain heart.
Losing that hope,
We create art
It’s a broken world
When a parent’s dream
Is to not have a child who’s an artist,
But one who swims downstream.
We’re told we can’t get a job,
School’s a necessity
But our job pays for one thing
When school’s priced like a luxury.
And if we all come from stars
Then how can it be,
The accomplishments you live
Are chances I’ll never see?
more by TYLER CLIFTON
photograph by Danny Howe
