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When we were young and played all day, the earth was masked in shades of gray
Neither bad nor good was completely true
Black and white was never right
But, as we grow older, we're expected to say, “right” is right and “wrong” is wrong.
There are no exceptions to this law, except for those with power and rule.
So, a child's view, mostly considered naive and flawed , is often the most wise and pure.
To the point, lets test this theory, do you hear what I'm really saying?
Lines of division can't be drawn, for all systems are truly flawed.
Smudged to gray for only the “truly” blessed and like a stone wall to encompass the rest.
Hear these words, and judge them not, for, after all, I'm still.... yet a child.
- Title: Yet a Child
- Artist: mihayle
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Description:
I came up with the first line and had to continue it.
Seeing as it just flew forth, it may seem a little rough, poor word choice and a bit of repetition, but i like it.
This poem has a bit of deeper meaning behind it, nothing to hard to figure out. - Date: 01/19/2011
- Tags: yetachildmihayle
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Aurea Noctis - 02/12/2011
- I love the idea, it sounds like blank verse to me, so it doesn't necessarily have to be smooth xD 4/5
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- PrincessLeiko - 01/19/2011
- Not very smooth (like you said), but I do love the message. It's amazing how a child's mind is so innocent--and yet this world is slowly corrupting it. 3/5
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