The Pretence of Forgotten Innocence

The loss of innocence is quite harsh The consequence is to drown in marsh Better it is to forget such a task When innocence turned sour in its flask! The loss of innocence comes after the dark Surely it leads on that way fools embark Nor are the fools wise Nor can they speak lies! Yet, the bearers of the loss are hearty Full of laughs, they love life with affinity To forget that painful loss To live a new life in the shoes of the boss! A forgotten life, known as childhood Forgotten or pretending to forget for their own good!