Innocence Gun
In the days gone by,
None saw my track marks,
Nor my foot prints,
On the sand of life.
Curious to leave a mark,
Experience taught me the craft, but
No one accepted the change, that
Curiosity has earned,
Even though, I proclaimed it
'Gone were the years of innocence
Unto which I was born into, and
No more the childish silly smile'
Copyright © Modupe Sefunmi | Year Posted 2012
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