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tears of the innocent


Discipline they say, 

punishment for stupidity and ignorance

how is it okay to strike them?

They say there is no other way for the young to learn

I beg to differ,

It's called patience and good teaching

Understand that they know not what they do

Therefore, they need guidance and a teacher

not a punisher and soldier

They're children, not idiots, nor are they adults

Cruelty and Bruises only lead to Hatred and Blood

so Please understand that next time you strike them

and know that they may never forgive you

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