Poem.

I found this on an old disk I had...I don't know who wrote it, but I absolutely love it.

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Into the world, Innocence was born,
Her father the sunset and her mother the dawn.
But as Innocence grew, her world began to change,
Things she had learnt were soon rearranged.
The feelings were overwhelming her mind,
How could the world be so cruel and not kind?
How could the world not love, but hate?
When did it all begin to disintegrate?
She got up the courage to ask her mother,
To get the truth from, there was no other.
'Why do we live, only to die?
To end up 6 feet under, oh mother tell me why?
Why is there so much hatred and war?
You'd think after time, it'd become a bore.
Why are there lies, regrets and despair?
Why does it seem there's no one left to care?
Where did it all go so wrong?
To let all these horrible things belong?'
To all these questions, her mother replied.
With a solemn glare, very dignified,
'Our destiny, our fate, is what drags us along,
Sometimes we cannot control the things that go wrong.
You just have to hang on, and go for the ride,
It is our time that we have to bide.
From the moment we live, to the moment we die,
There are things that will happen that no one can explain why.
But when we look back on these moments and see,
They were meant to happen what would life be?
Without all this pain, this hate, this despair and lies,
But my dear, you must begin to realise,
That these are not just the things we feel and see,
There's is more to life than all this negativity.
There is happiness, joy, love and delight,
From the sunrise in the morning, to the dead of night,'
Innocence looked at her mother, full of thought,
And realised there was no reason to be distraught.
She took in all these words, and began to grin,
Maybe this world wasn't so bad to be in.