Hear No Evil

After school the children unwind with their own rhythm and vibes, drowning out the noise of the adult world that suppresses them, So, on mute they travel all the way home, oblivious to the dangers that lurk within their spaces, The innocence can be seen on their faces, with ever bop of their head, and tap of their feet, They feel immune to the creepy crawlers lurking on the streets, waiting to snatch them away for frolic and treats.