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The Guardian

Contributed by Recyclebin on Monday, 15th August 2011 @ 11:19:17 PM in AEST
Topic: anguished

As a child I knew nothing of boundaries
Imaginary friends, in the mind nothing of war or enemies
My mother shaped my dreams,
father embedded, and unfolded life's schemes
Witnessing miracles everyday with excited eyes,
Like the caterpillar that transformed into the butterfly.
Life is god like, in a child's eyes,
Death non-existent in their world,
Only the magic of open skies,
that extend far beyond the horizon.

Memorized, now the children play
Now it's my turn,
Trying to conceal what I have really learned
Dark shadows cast beyond the long road,
The grass that ties us, may not be greener
Dreams an wishes may be spoiled,
The taste of wonder may not be sweeter.
A world full of embers,
Bridges burnt by hate and bigotry.
Humanity slowly decaying,
Creatures stirring amongst the fruit tree

Protecting the rare innocence,
Of the child's youth
I'm the temporary guardian,
That shields the truth.
Our haven has become this,
Make believe Celestial sphere.
But one day the footprints of time
Will follow us to here.
No where to run, no where to hide
Wakes of that dreamed of world
Will eventually fade,
Like the moon pulling on the tide.......

Copyright © Recyclebin ... [ 2011-08-15 23:19:17]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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