The mind of a child is no man’s land

The mind of a child is no man’s land

Whose geography is shaped by the forces of our hands

Invaded by fear

Cowering in trauma

Flooded with tears

Crying for mama

Lifted in joy

Discovering a new toy

The curve of that smile

Extends for a mile

Laughter escapes in his sleep

At a memory he chose to keep

That plot of land has found its claimant

A home for the new inhabitant

Thrashing and screaming as he rests

Rejection and unfulfilled need have come to protest

Another piece of land secured

An unwelcome guest to be endured

The mind of a child is no man’s land

Whose geography is shaped by the forces of our hand

The inhabitants have come to stay

At the invitation of what we do and say

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