He has to try

The first light

The worlds greeting

A little heart beating

Smell of a mother’s perfume

Innocent in the worlds gloom

Safe in arms of love

A treasure born in a white room

 

Little boy, only four

His whole world on the first floor

Swings and slide, watergun

Learns to walk, learns to run

Try to listen to what his father said

Asleep while his mother tucks him into bed

Wild and free in the leaves of fall

A superhero, a few feet tall

 

Shouts of joy, first bruise

Around a field in soccer shoes

Got to be strong, got to be fast

He stares at the girl next to him in class

First love, first heartbreak

In his bed he lies awake

He only saw beauty in the world

Did he make a mistake?

 

He walks along the pavement wishing he could

Have kept the innocence of childhood

When the worst pain was a bruise on a knee

Protected by friends and family

But his father couldn´t shield him forever

Now he has to keep his life together

Longing for the time that had been

But once you´ve seen darkness and hatred

It can´t be unseen

 

Lies like a tiger in the blazing sun

Blood on his hands

This time there is no water gun

His hands are sweating

Skin is tanned

Fighting evil for his land

Every man ready to attack

As he runs he known he can´t win it back

The earth of beauty he used to know

The wind blows, a silent cry

He can´t win it back

But he has to try

Reviews

[Michael G. Smith]

This is really good! One of the. best I've read in a while. Very interesting how chronicled this person's life. Please read my confessions of a soldier.

[Johanna]

Thankyou so much! :) I will

[Tate Morgan]

We all chase the innocence that has bid us adieu in the teen yrs of life. It all works out in the end .If you make it past 25 you will be alright . But till then the world will seem many extremes and memories away from ever being right