Child of our time

• Never dealt with before

  Yesterday I knew no lullaby
• The reason for this poem


  The song which. A,es from your final cry/ it's tune from your unreasoned end in reason
• You cannot hear it

  It's motive from the fact you cannot hear
• Childhood


  With rhymes for your waking, rhythms for your sleep/ names for the animals you took to bed p/ tales to distract, ledgends to protect
• We must learn from you


  And living,learn must learn from you, dead
• Procrastination is the thief of time

  Talk, has cost, a new language
• We have caused this, enjoy your final destination


  Our times have robbed your cradle/ sleep in a world , your final sleep has woken