Morning Innocence Poem by Joseph Anthony Montefusco

Morning Innocence
We’re all born with it
As children, its what we live on
Screw death and destruction
Its only life and love that
we want to know about
For that’s all we should know

Contemplations of death and destruction
Is just a waste of our breath
and a waste of our tears

Yet some may still wonder
'What is `Morning Innocence`? '
It’s the knowledge of knowing nothing
As children or as we wake up
Death, pain, and hatred are never
the first thing on our minds

This is Morning Innocence
Be it the beginning of our lives
or the beginning of our day
We know nothing...

Yet time passes we lose this
Morning Innocence
Even if it’s hours or years
We start to realize
All the death, pain, and destruction
That shall one day consume our lives

However, to the end of our day(s)
as a reflection of our souls
We accept it as it comes along
We’re brilliant...

We know everything there is to know
We know what is soon to come
Because this Morning Innocence
is no longer a factor in our lives

No more knowledge...
We’ve been exposed to it all
and yet we’re still being exposed

There’s ten million ways to die
and the number keeps growing
and now - we no longer have
our Morning Innocence
to protect us.