Playground - Exploring Brokenness: Poetry on Pain, Anger, and Human Flaws

Playground

Well-scrubbed children,
In the latest fashions,
Play without a care,
Eagerly returning to
Their desks to learn about
All the wonders the
World offers them.

Children in hand-me-downs
Selected from a pile
In the corner of the room,
Run around in a bare
Playground, going back
Inside to share
Outdated books.

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Poetry by Guy Farmer