I am that Cruel face in the child
that peeks through those innocent smiles
and directs the child to learn
to be selfish, to be bad, to be irrational

I am that child behind every cruel face
where every scorn, malice and coldness
is received with a smile,
and a loving sparkle of the eyes

I am the child, because
all men and women are dead
only children live in our world
a child in whom there is a cruel face
behind which a child
smiles at the world

I am the child and so are you

Categories: Poetry

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