The Window Poem by jackie compton

To understand the ways of the world.
All one has to do is look into the eyes and face
of a child.

To fill the discomfort of poverty
All one has to do.
Is listen to the crey of a hungry child.

To truely examine the compassion of mankind.
One only needs to journey across room of make believe.
Over to the window of reality.

Pull back the curtains of illusion,
and look out the window of reality.
What was cloudy will become clear.

The eyes of a child is the window pane to their soul.