Everybody is Innocent

by Bidayah

 

 

 

 

Shin's wall came down today,

Grandpa said its termites.

My adolescent wall is still up,

Because mummy says its innocence,

But that means everybody is innocent.

If we are wrong, its because of the way life is,

We do things to return a gift we're given,

To be grateful for what we have received,

The hardest to do is to return a gift,

Such gifts are for us to enjoy,

Because everybody is good inside,

And we deserve what we get.

Someday by god's will we can return it.