Coverlets of innocence hiding the purity of children,
nothing interfering in any aspect, yet when a component
from an adult enters, a certain perversion happens to
the rectangular center of their horizons.
Becoming the latent and sole entity, a property of this
world's existence, shaking foundations of an interior
aspect, filling empty spaces left over from the abandon-
ment of childhood.
Those spaces in too many cases remain void of normality throughout life, socially and even reclusively which can be the far more critical and impacting of the two...Young children are our last connection with innocence, on this earth...It behooves each and one of us to be shelterers of what inevitably represents tomorrows leaders, heroes....or terrorists... Or worse...leaders of Super Power Free Countries who enter Washington in sheep clothes and become wolves for an octennial of years...Enjoyed this insightful work, Rose... ~FjR~
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I would like to translate this poem
If I have held it from the correct end of the stick, I assume that your concern for children is that unnecessary interference with children is what we should avoid. My view, as I have pointed it out through my poem Let Children learn on their own is, they are capable, we only ave to facilitate them to learn. Good thinking. I enjoyed.