A CHILD INFECTED

He arrives in the world with an angel smile
Free of thoughts- good or bad
No hatred, No distinction
No crave for greed, No knowledge to bias
He is pure, sublime, untouched

 He watches and learns
Our myriad ways
Grasping our theories
With passing days

 He discovers- that the strong survive
And the weak relent
He graduates to the world
And begins his descent

 The degeneration- slow but persistent
The world infects another child.

~Skylark~

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