Wednesday, November 12, 2014

INFANCY

Pretending to be smarter,
Possessed to be better,
Race is on, Run harder, faster.

Pleasure is needed, life got jaded,
Hunt for gold, dreams got sold,
Price we paid, never ending greed,
Trapped, waiting to be freed.

Mirth was effortless, amused as a kid,
Watching, wondering, at creators deed,
House of sand, not a penny shed,
Bought priceless joy, no mansion ever did.

As we sit mourning, how cold we turned,
Remember who we were, happy smiling breed,
Rediscover infancy, unadulterated we did,
its still the same, beautiful, blessed,
Just the vision, that’s got blurred.