I wish I could soften the pain of our arrogance

I wish I could fly
to every prison
where a teen
is held hostage
to our arrogance

I wish I could bathe
their fragile souls
in my story
of acceptance
of emancipation
of taking control

I wish I could kneel
and beg them
before their cries
soften the pain
of bullet or rope
of our arrogance