innocence VS tainted realities

An infans born into something,

Moulded to fit – a predefined nothing.

Not yours, but theirs;

They saw, they felt and wrote,

What they knew to be true.


A gap – the missing link,

That which would have taught us to think;

Like them – their ideas written;

So now its final – your choice,

A natural given.


But hope is not yet gone,

And if you want it,

It’s yours – you’ve won.

Enduring the voices- their calling;

Break down the definitions and see them falling.


The end is unending,

These words to you, I’m lending;

Receive as you are – unblinded and afar;

Take this into consideration,

And find out who you are.


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