Saws

saws

If something’s said enough, there’s got to be
at least a grain of truth in it. And when
you’re doing time with kids, it’s quality
that counts more than the hours you expend.

Now that’s a pair of lies our culture tells,
presented here for hundreds to reject.
For only false gods need the oversell,
and who arranges moments to select?

The party line advises you to heed
your children’s words and mine the genius there,
when really what the junior people need
are guiding lights for getting where they dare.
(I don’t suggest ignoring all they say;
they understand the cloud, and cordless play.)

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