Child of Innocence

Child of Innocence, child of Change

the world rushing around you, and you, unknowing.

The wars waging on, and your peace.

The flowers booming, dying and your growing.

You becoming a child of change-

lost innocence.

Seeing the wars and asking, “Why?”

Seeing the world and calling it “mad”.

watching the seasons pass

sayimg they are jesters.

Child of innosence, child of change,

growing up before my eyes

as I am growing old.



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