Untrusting Of This World Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

An impossible case I may be, yet I know that is the way
I was created by God.

A bashful child, innocent, pure, yet untrusting of this
cruel world.

Stepping from my mother's womb into a new and exciting
place here on earth, filled with both good and evil.

Learning quickly which was which, remembering each harsh
lesson in photographic memories throughout life.

Seeing so many amazing things, experiencing many more,
three stage rockets, air raid drills in school.

Color television, computers, videos, DVD's, blue rays,
fuel efficient vehicles etc.

Yet, this world and those upon it have been caught up
in this materialistic world.

Not liking the feelings it gives, preferring the simple
life, one of caring, love and compassion.

Seeing and feeling differences throughout life,
centers this mistrust that I have for all of humanity.