Poems

Human.

HUMAN: 

Young children are fearless,

Because they believe in the non-existent justice, 

They trust in the rational and sane,

They trust that people will put goodness into practice. 

Dear, sweet, sweet children, 

They do not know the world is run by tyrants;

Loud-voiced, self-obsessed masses, 

Following only their own rules and creating their own person. 

What else can we depend upon in the end

If we are placed under unreasonable reason, 

Adults that assume they know it all,

And adults that don't listen. 

Let the world be run by children,

Children who see more sense in this forsaken prison.

Let them teach us how to be soft, 

Teach us to be kind and gentle and human.