Song Playing is called
"I Am Loved"

Angelic faces gazing upward, spellbound with adoration and trust

Innocent hearts and souls, relying on the atmosphere supplied for their survival

Everything fresh a wonder world, so much to experience and much to absorb

They ask for nothing, needing only an attentive ear or an open heart

So fragile ready to digest malady or kindness, they will accept what is provided

Ready to continue with their predecessors legacy, they will bear gratification or anguish

They are the innocent, in training to become perpetrators of destiny for future generations

Many protectors will ponder what transpired, not understanding, for they have become blind to what is within

In them ailment has grown unchallenged, and they have become oblivious

Denying their part as models, they assume little responsibility

They as children were recipients of a similar tribute, and are just conveying what was dispensed

Now the innocent ones will carry on with the haunting tradition

Through the generations the disease grows unchecked, will it ever cease

Is this an unbreakable pattern, can we alter its path, undo previous harm

We must contest that which is blocking us inside, allow ourselves to comprehend our emotions

Learn to give to the innocent, instead of just taking away

Stand and be held accountable, it is we that must reconstruct ourselves

Swallow false pride, admit that we have made mistakes

Only the innocent suffer for our vanity and indifference

Help our children to grow inside, show them respect, and temper it with love

We will find that the vitality we teach, will be visited on us tenfold

For in the innocent smile, the seeking heart lays a secret of spiritual exhilaration

Nurture the child within us and let it experience what was excluded when we were very young

Only then will it be that the innocent hearts, are saved from their fearful plight

Douglas A. Walker
© 1995 - 2002 by Warrior Poet (Douglas A. Walker)
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Warrior Poet

Abuse is a cycle and it starts at a very early age.
This poems shows how the cycle begins and how it will end.
Breaking the cycle is the only way to stop it.