Children

Children, they are our guests

Never unreasonable in their requests

A happy world with smiling faces

Their purity cannot be divided into races

Children, they don’t see the color of our skin

Getting our attention is a playful win

They see the color of our heart

When it is open we can truly play our part

Children, the future is their other name

They don’t worry, every moment’s the same

Fear isn’t the fabric of their nature

They stand tall despite their stature

Children, there can be no greater joy

To them, the world is one big toy

Their innocent candor can help us reform

If we can take off the mind’s adult uniform