IN THE EYES OF A CHILD

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2002 Poetry

In the eyes of a child

Everything is perfect

No qualms or hatred

All is just so perfect



In the eyes of a child

He is seriously at work

When he is building a castle

Or playing with his toys



In the eyes of a child

Every wrong thing he sees

Becomes correct once done

By the old ones before him



In the eyes of a child

You’ll see the cherubic

Ignorance unblemished

Until his conscious reaches

The age of the evil


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