Revelations
As you grow older the world is revealed,
A terrible man, a smile conceals
He appears friendly and kind, but is sharp as a thorn
The way you saw people as a child is torn
The beautiful buds are now wilting fake flowers,
The people you mistrust, are the ones full of power
Your childhood hero,
From a ten to a zero
The world a much darker place,
Than you saw long ago with your small little face
Although as you grow older you see also light,
The devoted small number that do all that's right
A pit to fill in, they make it a mountain
Between every mud-hole, springs a clear fountain
For no-matter how much evil casts a shadow on all that's good,
There are always the people who would repair the world if they could
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