Oh sweet innocent child,
My beautiful little girl.
With such a pretty little smile,
Not a care in the world.
You dance and play,
The troubles of our days,
Not even a factor in your sway.
Oh sweet innocent child,
My beautiful little girl.
One day your innocence will be defiled,
One day by the darkness of the world.
From smiles and cheers,
To betrayal and tears,
The corruption of society,
Will build a slave out of your fears,
Your doubts,
Your insecurities,
Your peers,
Will be used against you,
To insure your preset place in this world.
Oh sweet innocent child,
My beautiful little girl.
Is it vanity,
Or insanity,
That will claim your soul,
Swallow your goals,
And destroy your world.
Until one day,
You are looking down into your own daughter's cradle, and say,
Oh sweet innocent child,
My beautiful little girl.
What future lie before you?
What pain?
What hate?
What misery?
What fate?
Oh sweet innocent child.
Just go to sleep now,
And pray,
you never wake.
Location:Poetry, poems, writing
