The Death of Innocence
On the day Innocence is born
Will be the day people mourn
Not because of her birth
She is born with a curse
As soon as her first breath
Purity will see certain death
Her weakness ignorance
Suffers the consequence
Influence waits to pounce
To sway with every ounce
Innocence gave it her best
But today she was laid to rest.
R.I.P.
Copyright © Erin Soares-Anselmi | Year Posted 2014
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment