The Transition of a Life

Love of Learning

Every child comes with an infinite love of learning,

a love which never disappears.

As the child captures everything it sees and hears,

something that leads to an immense earning.

It is something that prepares them for life,

encourages them to walk around, it makes them wonder.

But as they grow, that love, that wonder, is quickly put under,

as they find themselves in a loss, creating a dangerous strife.

And the loss of will bites through all interest that remains,

all that the child is, becomes a hull that can be told how to think,

what was left to grow, is forced to stop expanding, even to shrink.

As eventually, there is not just one hole, there is a multitude of strains.

Strains that end up leaving the child with nothing to create but stress,

leading to the last little drops of humanity to fall off their heart,

and that slowly becoming more and more tired and weary, as it falls apart.

It's hollowing a pumpkin, the knife is only for them to aggress.

The only thing such a hurt child may wish for is revenge.

To not become a stranger of themselves, just a cog in a machine,

but rather to improve beyond that, to become what they have always been.

The first step that comes up in their mind is to catch the press, to avenge.

But when one finally is able to do what they want,

their interests instantly return, like a reveal of curiosity!

For some, this happens earlier than adulthood, leading to precocity.

But they always remain haunted by questions, as their interests are caught.

Once the box is open, what's trapped comes out, a spring bounces towards light.

The oppressed realizes there are infinitely many ways to go,

to let others see that all they want is to find to where they want to grow.

As they realize what the world has to offer to them, they jump in delight!

But at the end, they forget what their old questions have been.