Lost Innocence (sonnet)

Once upon a time we sang and played
Beside the tight-closed door which we had made
Of our own innocence and longing for
A world where trouble was but love was more.
We knew night creatures stalked and shrieked outside
But chose our happiness and peace untried
By ugliness we preferred not to see
Instead pretending those in chains were free.
It’s over now. We’ve taken off the masks
That kept us blind. We turn now to the tasks
We ought to have been doing all along
Instead of singing our simplistic song.
This harder, truer vision we now share
Demands of us all action if we care.

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About janemwoodman

Singer, writer, restaurant reviewer, urban farmer, devoted lover of my husband....old and getting happier all the time.
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