A world of innocence absent
A world of innocence absent
those times of children's play and laughter,
melancholy invades my body,
time takes possession of my early extinction.
Vague memories of my memory
when I used to be happy with old toys,
between laughter and the running of my friends
between the bliss of a powerless world.
Less violence and tyranny
more peace and good harmony,
I didn't know I was happy,
until I repented of my present existence.
I am grateful for life,
of the decisions I couldn't say,
we are brothers who are few united we are
wanting the power to succumb spotted with the dead.
We have to watch our friends die
feel his last sigh and heart beat,
repentant of the calmer roads
those where we didn't want to go.
Nothing can be like before
that's what I can feel inside of me,
That's what the superior repeats the most,
you can't run into a bad life.
I want to see the children smile again
not their mothers weep for their absence,
I want a world of peace
not one of wars for unbridled power.
You have a gift of power in your hands,
innocent lives to protect,
same human brothers in flesh and blood
a love that must exist at birth.
Beautiful words
Thank u!
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A wonderfully emotive and empathetic write.
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Wow, thanks so much!
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