Launched
in the 90s we launched our children at the Stars, believing any limits were too many - greatness only had to be believed, internalized; achievement externalized. children only had to be lured from the chains that tethered our parents to the earth we launched ourselves out of classrooms and into space without navigation, nets, or return jets - did any of us make it past the stratosphere or did we join the floating debris that orbits the earth neither here nor there wishing it was anywhere, useful to anyone, wishing it had been enough? each tiny star burned out one by one - learned self-care, changed careers, sought therapy just to hear, ‘You are enough.’ adults on the moon didn’t end the space race; launching children at stars didn’t break social chains it just made an entire generation fall short - wrack their brains, ask themselves why again, why - they weren’t enough. ©2024 @StaceyBattlestheWorld
