How does one attempt to fix
An already lived in world
Like a pair of shoes
With tears in the soles
And holes in the toes
You wished to give to your children
But are now
Unwearable
Like our world
A gift for the children
But a broken one
For what does one do
When they need water
But have no tap
When they need justice
But have no representation
I hope my children
Do not resent me
For the broken world I could not fix
And I hope they still try to stitch the rips
And wear this world
One more time