Caution! Children Crossing

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What more can one say,

when all has dried up and gone away?

Everything about those words…a remembrance of home.

Dime store cares.

Never ending promises of…love.

On depleting stairs.

Steps alluding to family value.

Nothing but cross talk at a three-legged table.

Mothers eating their young.

Leaving the innocent…culpable and unable.

Upon a distant alcove…a three legged bed.

Unheeded guidance lay dormant.

A future crumpled, misconstrued…

It is bred, brooding and fed.jd-1