All the children
So much to experience
Millions of steps left to take
Insides bound to break
Clueless
No idea of what is to come
Every time you grow up
You feel it nagging at your hollow stomach
Nothing else matters
As long as you get to eat
Eat dead animals
Eat faded coins
Eat rusted nails
Eat bread
Eat flesh
Eat dirt
You grew up nicely
Thank you very much
Here’s the gold star
Stick it to your forehead with spit and sweat
You achieved something
And to think
You were once one of the children
So what do you want now?
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