Bliss Poem by Bolami lawal

Each time i gazed upon the purity
of a smiling child,
upon the sincerity on his blameless face,
the streaming flow of his innate peace; and
the extinction of his consciousness;
I drift deeply into nostalgia-

Oh! How free he is
from the knowledge of guilt,
How steadfast in the pursuit of fun;
that very art of naivity,
that act of scarce simplicity;
stirred my thirst for those years of bliss

Those moments of beatitude
those days of graceful imperfections
those era of infallible trust,
now; as melted into edifying illuminations
ruptured innocence into rude consciousness
arousing every need for that childly BLISS!