A Broken Legacy

I don’t want

To leave the

Generation

That follows

Us

A broken legacy.

Hatred begat’s hatred

In life,

And in politics

And still

We watch adults

On all sides

Resort to name

Calling and cheap shots

Trying to win

A popularity contest

When there’s

So much at stake.

I don’t want

You to live

In a world

Broken by hate,

All the your’s

That someday

Will stand up

And take their

Place.

But what are

We leaving them

Low blows

Cheap shots.

I want you

To see you

Are a Child of God

The creator of all

Who loves