Namesake

We are called children

Why is this so?

They say we are too young 

To understand life's ebb and flow

We are lead on by false dreams

Clothed in promises not meant to be kept

Fed tablespoons of fabrications

With no choice but to accept

We experience the same pain as adults

Delude ourselves with wishes

To seek the fictitious Wizard

And escape from Wicked Witches

We are said to be pure

Yet we know hatred and despair

Through abuse and loss

All under their care

We have subconsciously known

The question is quite clear

Just who are they assuming

Is the true child here?

Author's Note

Find your own conclusions to the meaning. I'd love to hear them. =]

Reviews

[A]

They say children are children and can't possibly feel what an adult feels. However, the adults are wrong and children feel just as much as adults and they face the same life challenges adults face. Therefore, the true child is not there. How could the innocence of a child still be present with such a corrupting world? That's what I got from your poem. I read it twice :) This poem is amazing! Oh and I hope I'm not too far off of what you really meant for this piece to mean. But how I explained above is what I got from it. Again, great poem! :)

[Carolina Kel]

Children are not as pure as we would wish they are and they are not kept in a bubble which means they also see the ugly in this world as well. They see so much more than adults realize, even though they were once that age.
I like this. Good job. :)

[Marie Harrison]

Wow, this poem can apply to all people on so many varied levels. This is quite a gem of a poem you have crafted. I enjoyed the flow, the message, the voice and the style. Well done.

[FeliciaS (Poetic Prince..]

wow..that's really good!