The naive boy
Helped his friend

The naive boy
Was told not to

The naive boy
Cried "the Earth is flat"
Too late to find
In fact, it's round

The naive boy
Was a kind young thing
Hospitable to all.
Now he knows
The lengths some go
In getting what they want

I am not
The naive boy.
No longer!
Just an angry boy
Betrayed by friend
Who did not deserve
The kindness given

But I will not show
My internal rage
And they will never see
Thoughts on my face.
Who is now Naive?