Prospective

Each year

Older

Wiser

Sadly 

Not taller

But hey

Prospective 

Its essential 

In life

To thrive

In a world 

Where without 

Everything is lost

Taken advantage

Abused

 

You see a broken

City full of 

Crime

Poverty

I see

Mothers

Trying their best

To support 

Protect her 

Children

Becoming their hero

Teaching  

To see the world

Differently

 

Everything in the

World can

Will be

Full of 

Possibilities

With prospective

And faith 

In mind

At hand

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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