Godfrey Torrance

(Jacksonville, Florida)

Two Children I See


Two Children I see
Playing in the grass
A crossbow in hand
Too much time to pass.

They meddle in life
And love and glory
Seeking to find
Life's true quarry

What they do not see
Awaits them soon
A world of hurt
A world of doom

But let them play
As much as they must
Before facing a world
Full of disgust

Now the world can be great
This is known to be true
But it can bring sorrow, hurt and pain, too

But what I see now is craftsman's clay
Destined to change the world some day
They see no pain nor hurt or anguish
A beautiful world is something they languish

And so they shall have what their heart's set in stone
A chance to live happily and make the world their own

To live free from Sorrow and Sadness
To escape the world's unlawful madness
Playing in the grass

Two children I see
Yearning for a world of happiness and glee
Because the world is what you make it
I hope you can see
You must face it up front
Only then, will you be free.

Submitted: Thursday, July 03, 2014
Edited: Thursday, July 03, 2014

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  • Colleen Courtney (7/3/2014 12:20:00 PM)

    You've perfectly depicted two children with so much innocence and freedom. It's beautiful to watch children at play because as an adult we all know childhood and it's innocence disappear all too soon. (Report) Reply

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