just older children,
with less supervision,
more bravado and wrinkles.
With no adults,
who arranges right from wrong,
law and order,
Children run schools, courts,
dressed in teacher’s clothes, judge’s robes,
and golden badges.
Children play as adults
while cities are built and others are bombed.
Children play soldiers with guns,
doctors with scalpels,
house with other children,
having children of their own.
The wisdom that’s kept is in their inner child’s intuition,
the age of the soul is both known and unknown,
dictated by love and the lack there of.