Innocent Child Hidden from Humanity's Lies

A simple poem for my baby

Beauty,

Pure and simple.

Sweet kindness that so slightly

Touches my heart.

A smile that smiles,

From cheek to cheek

And a laugh that takes my breath away.

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That is him,

Every thing he is.

But people can’t seem to see past

His rough edges,

The darkness that cloaks him.

In the shelter of band t-shirts,

And gages.

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I am afraid,

Not for myself but for the gentle,

Innocent child that hides away

Within him.

For the hand that reaches down,

When you are on the floor.

Or for those eyes,

That look at you with everything but hatred.

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I am afraid for him,

Someone who has not seen evil

But who has bathed in the light of love.

I am afraid that the world will harm him,

Tear him down and break him.

I am afraid for the day when,

He no longer sings the song of my heart.

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When his breath doesn’t sync with mine,

When each step he takes

Is a step farther from me

And when I can’t feel the tenderness

Of the touch made by his strong, callused fingers.

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I am afraid they are going to take him from me,

And that is selfish

For that I think of myself before others.

But my fear is strong,

Maybe more so then my hope.

This world we live in is cruel

Only dotted ever so slightly by those.

As true as him.

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Humanity is flecked with anger,

Passion. lust and hurt.

We think bad thoughts, and say bad things.

There never is true peace.

Where we could live as one.

So yes, I am afraid.

I am afraid they are going to take away my rock

And turn him into something he is not.