Analysis of Gone Is The Innocence
Gone in its appearance,
Is any remnants of innocence.
Once protected for its value.
To not subject the young,
As tools to use to expose a wickedness.
Today now seems,
In a battle for custody.
Taking full guardianship,
Over what children are taught.
And their beliefs to deceive,
Reality to fiction and made to believe.
Leaving those now aging,
Staging...
The growing older gracefully.
Today's youth are too well informed.
And mentally no longer,
Innocent children.
Sitting in anticipation to wonder how,
The birds and bees together participated...
In the birth of humanity.
Or had been born,
Emaculately conceived.
Especially when hearing to listen,
To adults loudly express...
Having cheated sexually with others.
With the best of lies told to tell.
In the midst of younger folks,
Who know to well...
All that stuff,
They are not expected to know...
On a daily basis 24/7...
Is theirs to download over the internet.
Revealing to them,
Whoever believes has been concealed.
From the minds of children,
Smoking, drinking and using condoms.
And here we are,
Unable to accept...
A way of life,
Kept pretentiously deluded.
For the purpose to treasure,
A worthless nonsense to defend...
Racism, division and conflicts to begin,
Over one's color of skin.
Ethnic diversity.
And who is entitled to be worshipped,
As idols.
For the right to have the power,
To decide which lies best describes...
A reality no more precious to uphold,
Than acquiring fool's gold.
Sold to keep everyone in debt.
Regardless which race,
Ultimately pays the price...
Blaming to claim,
Their quality of life has been destroyed...
By a feeding on greed selfishly.
Without everyone,
Loving the presence of ignorance.
To crave as if addicted.
With a need that identifies this to be,
A normalcy taught to teach...
The innocent minds,
Of our children taught to cherish...
And defend to believe,
By any means necessary!
'This...
Critical Race Theory b.s.,
Is nothing more than an attempt...
To destroy our fictioned way of life.'
'I know.
Isn't it a shame?
Who knew truth would some day,
Become such an embarrassment?
How on Earth,
Can we now protect our children?
All of our standards to value,
Will now have to include reality.'
'Don't be so pessimistic!
Afterall...
Whose truth and reality,
Has been created to keep it believed?'
'Whew!
So right you are.
Thank God you reminded me of that.
We all have long been,
Addicted to fiction.
Even the ones seeking power.'
'Yeah.
But...
Power over what to prove that to who?'
'It's an image thing.
You know...
To Be or not to Be,
Seen being 'superior' over others.
You know...
Like a jealous God?
The ONE ALMIGHTY.
Who has been quoted to say,
LET US MAKE MAN IN 'OUR' IMAGE.
But also has stated,
WORSHIP NO OTHER GOD BEFORE ME!'
'Hmmm.
Who were 'They?
You know...
The 'US' of 'THEM?'
And...
Who are 'WE?'
Innocent by-standers?
From the very beginning disenfranchised?'
'And...
Where are you going?'
'Me?
I'm going to have a personal conference.'
'Conference?
With who?'
'Need you to ask?
I have questions I want answered.
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Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 2,909 |
Words | 526 |
Sentences | 84 |
Stanzas | 14 |
Stanza Lengths | 14, 22, 30, 4, 8, 4, 6, 3, 11, 8, 2, 2, 2, 2 |
Lines Amount | 118 |
Letters per line (avg) | 20 |
Words per line (avg) | 4 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 165 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 37 |
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