InnocenceA Poem by ShiikaI wrote this poem while thinking about my nephew one day. The poem pretty much explains my thoughts. Sorry in advance if it depresses anyone.I look at my nephew (he’s four you know) I can’t help but be amazed at how much he’s grown Talkin so well, so happy and silly Makes me feel bad for him, really It’s just that, when he grows up, the world will mold him He’ll lose his blessed innocence, then He’ll learn that the world isn’t always friendly And that it’s not always safe out there. See Life has a way of getting to us It makes us human; it breaks our trust It places fear and anxiety within our minds It turns us into beings that aren’t always kind But, sadly, we have to learn these things And live here until the King of Kings Returns and changes things for His glory Only then, will it be a happy end to this story. © 2013 ShiikaAuthor's Note
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