Two Lenses
When I was a child, I had no fear,
With Mama and Daddy always near.
I liked to swing on the garden gate,
With never a thought of tempting fate.
No one could tease me or make me cry
With my four brothers standing by.
The guilty were scared right out of their socks
By protectors aching to clean their clocks.
As and aged adult, I find I've changed,
Since the whole world has become deranged.
Every loose package could contain a bomb
And every strange man, a Peeping Tom.
All of my protectors have been taken away
My home is a prison of fear today.
When needs must take me from the house,
I hurry back home like a frightened mouse.
02/13/16
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