Innocence Lost Poem by Karen Touzalin

Innocence Lost



He came thru a window
one nite,
determined to steal my treasures;
man made
and God-given.
So secure in his power to lay fear
or a blade
with equal measure.

Yet, it it the power of the Divine to protect and to provide
my treasure were kept,
but it is a shame to learn that innocence lost
is truly irreplaceable.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Lynn Glover 01 March 2011

Very good. I'm amazed at the way poeple think that they can just take anything they want and not have any regard for the people they hurt. Enjoyed. Lynn

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Karen Touzalin

Karen Touzalin

Kingston, Jamaica
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