“Innocence”! Born-Stolen-Cherished
Automatic,
natural-instinct Love for a baby---Perfect!
Bright-eyed!
Smiling! Soft as angel wings! Completely…Innocent!
All too quickly,
the innocent learns the “Game-of-Life”.
Hungry? Just
whimper---food!
Uncomfortable?
Cry…attention!
Loving?---Simply…smile!
Everybody loves
a baby---well…nearly!
The Good of life; perhaps---better…the very best!
In that new
beginning lays our Hope! Comfort!
Inspiration!
Very soon, “rules” will conspire to upset a pleasant
heaven.
By five, the
child will learn to “deny”---survival instinct…perverted.
By seven, that
proverbial Yogi-“fork” enters---choose…carefully.
Like they say in
sales: Some will! Some won’t! So what? Next!?
All too soon,
some future will become the now
and each will
stand naked-alone in Judgment
to answer for
the then of his time through space.
So? Why
contemplate the “un”-acceptable?
“Be happy! Don’t
worry!” The lyrics advise.
Just for “fun”
(my ultimate life-goal) among the
myriad
trouble-trial-travails of time-space, allow
this rebel,
rascal, rogue to offer humor, cause lighthearted
smiles, perhaps,
with luck, and grace-blessing, spread Love!
If one should so
desire to walk upon the narrow trace
to avoid any
necessity of confession for embarrassing
transgression
violating the fine line between Good
and
evil, then never commit the sinful thought,
word, or deed.
And, in that
end, stand proud and tall in Judgment
swift and pure.
If humble
Simple-I might be redeemed to claim salvation one day?
Let my epitaph
fiat proclaim: Live! Love! Laugh! In
child-Innocence!
Amen!
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