of Innocence and adolescense

How quickly

How quickly
Innocence is washed away
Like the decay of ripe fruit or a flower
We throw it away this gift this power
We used to see the world with bright enquiring minds
But now we have shut the blinds We no longer want to see
But only with the cold adult eyes of experience
We threw away our innocence
We thought we had become wise
But we didn’t notice the tears running down from our eyes!
The tears of the darkness we now know!

Daniel Hooks