Through an Adult's eyes, Life's a game. <br />The news, the prose, they're one and the same. <br />A war claims lives, <br />People Die. <br />Its only a fight through an Adult's eyes. <br /> <br />Through an Adult's eyes, work is all. <br />The Jobs, the paperwork, each day is a wall. <br />Computers and books. <br />Little difference to us. <br />There reality checks. <br /> <br />Through an Adult's eyes, we will eventually die. <br />Apathy, and old age, their road invades. <br />A neverending path, <br />We can't run away. <br />All there is, is work and play. <br /> <br />Through an Adult's eyes, fall has arrived. <br />The sunlight, the moon, the fresh morning dew. <br />Each day brings, no surprise. <br />Each day is the same through, <br />This Adult's Eyes.<br /><br />Chantelle Clark<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/through-adult-s-eyes/
