A Prayer Of Innocence Poem by Janet Stead

Dear Jesus tell; why do people hate each other,
Mummy says they do, and mummy says, I must pray forgiveness for my sins, but what are sins and hate?
I cannot pray for what I do not know.

Jesus, why has Daddy gone away. He says I could go and live with him and have another Mummy, but that's not right, is it Jesus?
You can't have two!

I wish I was big and then I would understand.

At Sunday school my teacher said that we should share everything, but Mummy told me off when I gave my dinner to the cat.
I told her you would punish her for that Jesus, so she sent me to bed without any supper. That's not very nice is it?

I don't think I want to grow up after all, so I'm praying that I'll always be small.

And don't bother to explain about hate and sin, 'cause I don't want to know, 'cause I'm not going to grow into a Mummy or Daddy, I just want to stay and be little me,
If that's all right, Jesus?