Fading Innocence

In the endless sea of innocence 

Deep within an infant's eyes 

Drifts the unsinkable ship of 

Truth, with its sails on high 

Silent, serene and sincere – his 

Peaceful eyes can be described; 

But this is that defines his today, 

Tomorrow belongs to the other side 

He'll envelope himself by grotesque 

Sheets of unbreakable complexity 

And bind his existence with falsehood 

By chains of long corrupted fantasy. 

But his soul will cling on to it, 

All through, and discreetly nurture 

It's complexity – allowing the rhythm 

Of his life defy the rhythm of nature 

But neither autumn's red-lipped fruitage 

Nor the spell of spring lasts all day. 

No matter how long it breathes, no 

Matter whatever it be, it fades away 

And so will those eyes, one dusk 

Break free from its cold hard shell 

But alas! Just to seep into another 

And in it for a new week dwell!