Their words whisper lightly into newborn virgin ears: 
"Our [bad word] is the [bad word]  Seek no solace in finding roots" 
But the shadows have foes & like weeds we will grow. 
Now there's a war being waged: it's over our words we must 
Face as our lives unfold & convictions are old the real  [bad word] is told & like weeds we will grow