Innocence

Poem

 

All these songs of experience
Scream to me innocence
They speak of what they know
That they do not know
That there is no knowing
When true experience will grow
And the soul will sow
The seeds of all subconscious deeds

Because who knows
When learning will happen
Who knows
What experiences will dampen
The cloth of innocent thoughts

 

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photograph by Brittney Borowski

 

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