filled with the innocent

and unknowing children

of freedom.

Sheep-like they play

discovering the newfound

games of liberty.

Around the schoolyard

predators prowl

hot on the scent of virgin meat.

Slowly, they poke open the small bodies

injecting the semen of industry.

The seeds sprout, infects throughout,

the child grows to be a predator

and the wondrous cycle of capitalism

repeats itself once again.