Sweet child,
you're still so simple.
You speak your dreams
as if they were an arm's reach.
No one tells you
the sins of humanity,
because they intend to protect
the minds of the innocent.
Those who do,
just envy you.
For you are just a sweet,
innocent child.

So pure, so innocent
To open your eyes for the first time
And taking breath in this new world
Who's thoughts are none of a sinner
Nor a saint
Not yet tainted by mankind
You crave for warmth
And your mother's loving hold
So simple, so unaware