
The world is like a new born child
Pure, vulnerable, unpredictable and wild
Praised for its joyous occasions
Sometime we must patch it’s abrasions
Constantly taking experimental steps
Whether it’s good or bad
That’s just the part of growth that’s to be had
Many seemed divided by an oath
Others like to wear a cloak
Not wanting to brush the wrong crowd
They think it’s safer that way
Until opinions start to sway
But that’s the beauty of it all
Seeing the different perspectives
Allowing the walls to fall
Experiencing the sweet touch of defiance
Realizing you don’t have to be reliant
Because the world is constantly growing
Even if it’s in the sense of unknowing
Governments are the reigns of curiosity
They also give its rewards
As the people start seeing the fruit
That’s when they start their pursuit
My place in this world is being a gentle soul
It’s an experience of eternal knowledge
Seeing everything grow and appreciate the process
Relieving the tension from those around
Showing those around genuine people still exist
Being the purity that is often forgotten
Not every soul has to be rotten
Purity and kindness is something many frown upon
Due to weakness but in reality it’s a great strength
Especially in today’s society coming in many varieties
Things must be talked about in an open and respectful manner
Not just strewn up and thrown on a banner
Riots and parades are no different when the blindfold are on
Peace and genuine souls are like precious treasures
Which is why it’ll take certain measures
To mend the hearts and minds of those around


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