Childhood (Poem)
High above, the sun burns bright
No shade, no wind, anywhere in sight
Sweat dripping, down the back
For muddy clothes, we had a knack
Kicking the ball, all over the place
Running around, with a sweaty face
Screaming a pitch, way too high
Reliving memories of days gone by
Every single day, we miss it all
Every small victory, every fall
The world could wait, it was our time
Then we grew up, our biggest crime
Innocence we knew, it lived inside
Now an empty hollow, all we can find
Our friends, our life, always beside
Now only in our phones, they reside
Grow up we did, when and why
Sliding away from joy, whatever we try
Pray to God, we pray and cry
Make us a child again, once before we die
So true
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