Age is not always a bright reflection of our experiences
At times, it can be signs of ignorance, those still trapped in their original worlds, scared to expand, afraid to explore
But there are those from which empathy is their sole creation
They express their lives by improving the lives of others.
A boy, a smart boy, arrives to stifle that joy of improvement
He’ll bandy with the best, spread his dark wings and dampen
But he’ll listen, when spoken to truly and freely
He’s not a fool, just an overused tool from societies networking
It’s hard to be empathetic, but when you find a boy in your shade-
Who sees and feels the same as you once had, all signs point to help
So you’ll give him the rough edge, the real sincerity
Because you care, because helping makes you better
When asked to write a poem about this video clip: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qM-gZintWDc&feature=youtu.be
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I'm a high school English teacher in Texas. I also hold degrees in radiography and radio and television broadcasting. Though I obtained certain knowledge and skills from my prior degrees, I do not currently use them.
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