If he knew about the darkness
If he knew about the lies
Destruction
rains upon the child
Who
turns his head and blinds his eyes
From people who would make pretend
Stab your back and act the friend
Treachery—a hollow shell
That is hidden all too well
Innocent, don’t be a fool
For there lurks a maggot who will
Take what’s yours and run away
Guard against deceptive play
Trusting child, learn to doubt
Or you’ll find yourself without
Beware the shadow’s hidden blade
Beware the sunlight’s warm façade.
(1983)
Label: The Poems
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