Although I am, age considered
A child to all but some
It is not easy to remain
Childishly naïve or dumb
When every media is covered in blood stain
And I am not only saying
That to keep the childish idealist in me
No matter telletubbies or pink flowery dresses
I've paid in childhood years my fee
never allowing my brain recesses
But neither did I have the time
To be just an ordinary little girl
Since I early saw it as my mission
To prove that life was more than the atomic whirl
To somehow change the world was a pre-growth decision
Because we can still make life valuable
And although to this day
When everyday news have made us numb
There are still honest, caring things to say
And childish concern is all but dumb
There's a gigantic diffrence
Between being a child at heart or mind
We can only hope to be both resonable decisionmakers
And still let childlike inner life unwind
To in a cold and violent world be social norm breakers
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem