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A thousand people at a time
In a hundred tiny town squares
A hundred thousand
In Times Square or Piccadilly
Cheered when the children came
Our newest celebrities
The children crying out to us
To save the world
While we call them
Our saviors

What if the Pied Piper
Didn’t steal the children?
What if he saved them
From us and our rats
and our dying world
From the adults who should have helped
But refused to listen.

Do we hate our children so much
That we will give our only begotten ones
For one-day delivery
For fast fashion
For highways and airplanes?
Children should not die for our sins.

They are not here to save us
They are here to shame us

#19 in 30 Poems for September

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