How can we
Merely children
Accept the adult world?
How can you
Many others
Grow up so fast?
Why do we
Still young
Try to act older?
Why pretend
To be mature
To impress another?
Why do you
Little ones
Lose your innocence?
Do you remember
From before
How to have fun with life?
Can you think back
To the time
When all days were laughter?
And you had
No fears
Of the world outside?
How could you
Youthful ones
Leave that behind?
Why waste your childhood
On fears
Of the future?
Why can't you live
In this moment
Right now?
Don't you enjoy
The light
Of wonder?
Can't you be content
In the brilliance
Of creation?
Why must you grow
And change
So early?
Yes, it will happen
But must it
Be now?
Won't you heed
The prayer
Of a friend?
Won't you listen
To the plea
Of a mother?
Don't you realize
That we try
To protect you?
Why can't you hear
Out voices
Cry out?
Why can't you stay
As children
Simple and pure?
Why must you soil
The clean slate
Of your life?
Why, all your life
Do you yearn
To be older?
Is it the power
That you see
In that state?
Why don't you heed
My voice
When I tell you?
As I only wish to say
That it's not
That way?
What, little ones
Has sparked
This great change?
Tell me,
How come
You must not delay?
What is the answer
O children
To this riddle?
What has provoked
The race
To transform?
Why won't you answer
My one
Simple question?
Why does this loss
Of innocence
Take place?