Paving the Jungle

Is a fool’s errand.

In our attempts to build a better world

For the next generation

Where our kids don’t struggle as we have

Or experience the same heartache,

We can sometimes find ourselves

Running about setting down concrete slabs

Along the forest floor,

Blocking access to thorny bushes,

Cancelling paths known to have snakes and scorpions,

Smoothing every rock

Putting railing by every river bank

While trying our best

To somehow also manage the weather.

Sure, the next generation ought not to struggle as we have

But we do not have the power to make the jungle

Into a promenade.

We can offer them boots though.

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