No-one is bad, no danger abounds, <br />all is pure, no horrible sounds. <br /> <br />Father Christmas is real and angels fly high, <br />there is nothing deadly to fall from the sky. <br /> <br />No such thing as debt, as money, grows on trees, <br />they can have anything they want, if they say, 'Please.' <br /> <br />Food is abundant and there is no such thing as fore-closure, <br />they can live in the sun, no thought of exposure. <br /> <br />No such thing as wars, no knowlege of abuse, <br />if it can't be eaten or played with, for it, they have no use. <br /> <br />Then in one day, their innocense is gone, <br />they have stepped into a world where innocense does'nt belong.<br /><br />Ruth warren<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/through-the-eyes-of-a-child-4/
