Fall

I was but a child, born into this world
Pure and innocent, all I knew was joy
Constantly curious and filled with wonder
Everything to me,
was beautiful

Then I learnt of shame, I learnt of sin
I learnt of hate, I learnt of malice
But most of all, I learnt of myself
And how I am separate, from the world around me
How I can see them, and how they can see me
How I can loath them, and how they can loath me

Oh how I long, to return to that bliss
To love the world, and see its beauty
Now not out of ignorance, of everything bad and ugly
But out of freedom, to see what is good

April 18, 2022