When did we lose
the wackiness
that set us apart
from worldly ways?
When did we decide
to accept the facade
and celebrate-
the diplomatic,
the astute,
the vile
and not mess up and still get away?
When did we lose
the inquisitiveness
that kept us awake
trying things anew?
When did we decide.
to accept the given.
and not challenge-
the dogmas,
the stereotypes,
the universal truths-
and see new logic contrue?
When did we lose
the innocence
that our childhood
once bore?
When did we decide
to settle for malice,
and not secure-
the playfulness,
the wonderment,
the nonchalant ways-
for just a little while more?
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Words From The Infinity...
PoetryBeyond description beautiful she moves Like heav'nly Venus, 'midst her smiles and loves...
