not even dawn yet and there they go again those conversations between the two of us that won’t ever happen the ones where i get to tell my side of the story oh that’s not the fantasy the real unbelievable bit is that you actually listened in the dream
every thing they said has come to lies’ fulfillment you do not recall an old wagon ride round and round all those summers nor do you recall whose hands and voice embraced you some how ghosts stories have replaced the real events a black hologram of truth i understand why the truth is hard to live with those crimes of passion have altered life’s history and the fools always believe
infant child care safe and nurturing home away from home promised growth and learning through play that’s the solution private preschool individualized sterile instruction on how to succeed in life through monitored behavioral goals that’s the solution sessions with a child psychologist topics vary attempting to define what does not exist that’s the solution private structure school designed to cater to the individual while shaping the young mind for social conformity that’s the solution parenting classes with joint child psychological counseling topics vary redefining what does not exist that’s the solution public education mingling with the common folks without the social tools to separate the desires for acceptance from socially approved processes of acquisition that’s the solution world travel isolated from peers to gain insight of the world without addressing the desires for acceptance that’s the solution boarding school designed to cater to the individual while shaping the young teenage mind for social conformity that’s the solution
Read Between the Minds 