Tales of Injustice- a poetry anthology

The Innocent Eyes

In a world of war, sexism, hate and racism

Lizzie is lost in kindergarten escapism

Little Lizzie doesn't see different colour or race

Just the toothy grin on her young buddy's face

The only shades she cares about are those of building blocks

Her battleground consists of papers, scissors, and rocks

She plays with boys and with girls, both older and younger

A son of a lawyer, daughter of a fish monger

Her best friend is black, and Lizzie, she's white

Yet there's not a hint of mistreatment or tension in sight

Their innocence overcomes these old fangled barriers

But our generation still act as dirty disease carriers

Because if someone so young is clearly so pure

Then a change in upbringing could be the cure

For the world is evil, full of darkness and pain

But there's no reason we can't let equality remain

For if a child has such a strong grasp of human parity

Then an evolution of thought could provide clarity

As we stamp out such hatred, and remove such oppression

Don't subject them to injustice, keep it as a lesson

Instead of poisoning young minds with unjustified hate

Teach them that everyone is human, no matter their traits

No matter your race, your colour, your sexual orientation

No matter your gender, your looks, or your birth nation

The lessons we teach children at nursery age

Should continue through life on every new page

For the better we'll be when we realise

Equality is born through innocent eyes