Poems: Scarred Sunshine (COMPLETED)

The Little Ones

Little limbs
Tiny figure
Running around
Without a worry

Their smiles can say
A thousand new story
The mess up the rigidness of adulthood
Without ever feeling sorry

They are the ones
Who knows no evil
They play, laugh and share
Without prejudice
Their innocence
Is where love lays
Is where life lays

They know no race, colour and religion
They know no cast, status or creed
They know not,
To judge, critique, hate
Their pure heart
Knows no sin

They contract the disease
Of animosity
From us, the adults
We inject the venom of hatred
Into the true hearts
Of the tiny souls
We spread fear
Like plague
Into the tiny hearts
Of the little ones.

P.s. Hello readersssss. Heh so I am one person who fangirls so much over kids, and trust me, I learnt so much purity and innocence from little children. At times, I immerse myself into their world and play with them, forgetting my adulthood. So here is one, dedicated to all kids, around the world, who makes the world, a slightly better place to live in. Love 💗💗💗