A Social Taboo (Part Two) Poem by John Thorkild Ellison

I'm sorry, little child, they've fixed a taboo
Which means I can't show my love to you,
We're both of us innocent, unlike their minds,
One has to be honest and take as one finds,
You're gentle and sweet and dear to my heart
But the folly of adults must keep us apart,
It's jealousy and suspicion that throws the first stone,
Why, in heaven's name, can't they leave us alone?
I hope you don't grow to be a bigot like them,
They cannot be loving, but only condemn!