Innocence Saved

Take your innocence and throw it in a cave.

Oh, innocence is what you have? Well, too bad.

Innocence has a soul never saved.

It is not a valued treasure here upon this earth.

To the souls roaming here, I tell you, it has no worth.

So save it while you can, and throw it quick into a cave;

where one day maybe, it will be worth something saved.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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