I cannot find a voice that speaks truly and clearly
neither talking nor shouting will hear my voice heard
I have tried all that I can to reflect these misgivings
only the eyes of my children will show my true worth
for they will judge truly till their memories are tainted
before time builds a chasm that cannot be spanned
leaving only high mountains to forge a way forward
never knowing my ambition was to just lend a hand.
How do we offer advice to our children when they have seen
what a mess you have made of your own life?
