We were once children,
Young and innocent.
We saw the world with open minds,
And an untainted imagination.
We sought out the simple things,
Not realizing that the world
Contained such things as
Petrifying as hate.
We were once wild and free,
Unchained by the worries and
stresses accompanying growing up.
We never once thought twice
about looks and bills.
Instead wondering around in
mismatched
socks with unruly hair.
We were once forgiving.
Holding grudges was a foreign
thing.
So often we forgave and went
on with the lives we cherished.
We were once blind.
We were blind to the corruption surrounding
us.
We did not see the disabled as
weak,
And we did not see the world as
cruel.
But we are no longer children.
We can finally see.