Ultimate Betrayal
ultimate betrayal
in the eyes of a bairn
fresh from the hands
of the creator
there is only wonder
at all it sees!
curiosity
at the discoveries
of fingers then toes
and as it grows
a world spreads out before
full of questions
its sustenance seems
the very air of mystery
that we have forgotten
or can no longer see
where then, comes the fear
the hatred that berates innocence
causes it to flee
from ridicule and conformity
once precious now fool.
a war veteran,
who’d lost his legs in battle
threw teacups, paperweights and whatnot
at people in his home
the child did the same
he learned what he lived.
children are empty vessels
we fill them with our lives
loves, hates, they learn from us
why berate the innocent?
whither is fled the sense of wonder?
In collaboration with Ram R. V.
Copyright © Patricia Cresswell | Year Posted 2017
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