Teaching the Hardened Youth

Teaching to hardened youth

Anger, Cold, Hard Anger
The eyes Hateful, his face pinched
How dare I try to tell him
That his choices brought him this.

Why is this important?
This is a waste of time.
Leave me alone witch
My future is mine to find.

These skills I try and teach you
Will make that future prime
It isn't in the details
But in the use of your mind.

People will try and manipulate
To use you for their own

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poem by Lori Christensen
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