Innocence Stolen

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Where did our youth go?



It was washed down

Drains of responsibility,

Hung on lines with

Clothespins of stolen naiveté.



We need to take it back.



We need to see the smiles

And hear the laughter

Of our children-

The passion, the imagination.



It is the only way to feel alive.

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Afzal Shauq's picture

like it... the innocent stealing is the true love to show... best poem...