An ode to never growing up

By Beauty kena

Hey little kid!

The smile you have will never be a match to the pout we make

The honesty that meets our eyes, will never be a match to the sham we create

Your words that knits truth on his own, will never be a match to the web of lies we spun

Oh! Kid never growup

The world is burning its way to hell

Hope has no home

Cries are silent, tears numbed and voices muffled

Oh! Kid never growup

You won’t see beautiful nature,Tall trees and green filled mountains

Trees are just an object to cut down to make boxes to live in

Mountains will be burned like Amazonian jungle for empires to seep in

Oh ! Kid never growup

You won’t have the heart to see humans turning into demon

Killing kins of its own ,choking life of his own

Riding high, losing sight and no one to hold on to when he falls apart

Oh! Kid never growup

Always be this minuscule bundle of honest smile and true words (2 times)

By Beauty kena