To A Child

To a child the world is flawless A story told by one fairytale at a time The world is endless To a child the world is a perfect dream Smiles and laughter make up a child’s heart Asking a child, before time changed, What evil was? What demons look like A child could only share a face of confusion On the moment the world changed her rotation Their innocent eyes were opened to the cruelty this world can hold Unwillingly Destroying the purity and the fairytales. Shattering the dream The evil this world can bore Being forced to see It was unfair Are the angels out numbered? An army of demons, they restlessly must fight. Bearing witness to not what they knew. The grown falling to their knees Raging screams of cries. Tears of anger Curses at GOD It was not only a day of heavy scars It was the day a child’s world was whipped clean Eyes stained with frightened tears To a child there is no such thing as war To a child there is no such thing as fear or death To a child no blood is ever slipped. Only laughter and smiles to be described The world is only an illusion now From growing up in war and anger and fear Once a child of purity and selfish innocence, Full of clueless smiles and joys To a child the world was a story Told by one fairy tale at a time.