Childhood Instinct Poem by Green Peace

A tiny tot
Playing alone
In the park
Amongst other kids

Suddenly dragged someone's yellow car
To drive on
They snatched it away from her
In her swaddling clothes she woolly babbled

As if wanted to drive her microcosm's destiny
Gradually she headed
And threw a forlorn footwear at them
Who's justified?

She or they who didn't even let her share
Their tempting, toy
She didn't like to be the butt of the joke
And so paid them back in the same coin

Blissfully ignorant children are
Yet guided by the divine instinct
That demarcates the right and the wrong
The good and the bad

The pious and the vile
The reward and the punishment
The friend and the foe
The hostility and the cordiality.